The O.G

You know, I’m a motherf***ing G
this ain’t like freestyle battle of R.A.P
Always wanted to become a gangsta
Who don’t give a f*** about criminal law

Letz do it again… blow up their brain
We’re the so called thugs… better don’t ***k with us
People say, we’ll be neat n’ archetypal always
Ha Ha Ha… We won’t give a f*** anyways
Roam around the city in the limousine’s back
Fishing the bitches on the street either white or black
With the bitches on both thighs and one in shoulder
Smoking the second “Romeo y Julieta” with the rival mobster
Holding his pinkie in my double guillotine-style cutter
If he wanna plead, then better kneel n' give a loud utter
In a stemware glass filled with french Château Margaux wine
Wearing a dollar with my name where the red diamond shines
Pool of blood in the color of scarlet... in the game of Russian Roulette
We'll hang you like a human fillet... you knucklehead little faggot

You know, I’m a motherf***ing G
this ain’t like freestyle battle of R.A.P
Always wanted to become a gangsta
Who don’t give a f*** about criminal law

We've our own rules and discipline in our business
I never hide in my place with my homies like in jail cell
Hate to walk in the street where my ghetto lives
May be, will get some shots with the hot shells
Eh dawg, don't ever think n' try to double cross
I'll get worse and hang you in my room like a carcass
Oh shit... searching for a pack of cocaine from the mornin'
Anyhow got some rubbers and bitches for the late evenin'
Take some Absinthe to sip... Sure, green fairy make you slip
But don't sleep it's time to pimp... I'll break your both legs to limp
You can raise your forefinger towards me as a hustler
To be gangsta, you don't know what I've done so far
You fear of us, wanna know why, how and where we come
Wait and hear the entire mob to scream... sweat like stream

You know, I’m a motherf***ing G
this ain’t like freestyle battle of R.A.P
Always wanted to become a gangsta
Who don’t give a f*** about criminal law

Pro Killaz

Yo-Yo... I ain't no thug or a gangsta
who drinks in a bar and f***s in da spa
I'm a natural born killa
Has a contract with the god as a soul sella

It ain't easy to trap the victim for hunting
Always love to keep my mind working n’ planning
I'm motherf***ing expert in Execution Style
Though I ain't worried to go for Sniper type
Specialized and ready for Honour, Spree and Serial killings
Only the word differs but everything has it's own billings
Name of type... Mass, Torture and Double murder
You know, I'm holding a mastery on that too
I would like you to choose the way it wanna be
Like add something, then better pay extra fee
I’ve interest in decapitation… pleasurable expectation
You can name my shit as certified addiction
Licensed Pro Killa… Call me in that name fella
Common Law thinks homicide as an illegal act
F*** it… I’m doing my job and that’s is the fact

I ain't no thug or a gangsta
who drinks in a bar and f***s in da spa
I'm a natural born killa
Has a contract with the god as a soul sella

I ain’t got any intent for killing people
But got business which can’t afford to broke
I'll do everything n’ anything like the crime of passion
Coz, you know I've my own f***ing profession
You know, wherever I wanna go
I'll take with me, Gun and Love
Put the god damn gun on their temple
Ask them to beg you for life in humble
Make their brain to split like a bubble
Show them, they’re f***ing with trouble
It all 'll happen giving no time for runnin'
When the smoke clears, I'm just reloadin'
Like they say... Better you pray for my pay
It's my option of choosing bank and place for credit
I won't go with "Half now, half upon completion" shit

I ain't no thug or a gangsta
who drinks in a bar and f***s in da spa
I'm a natural born killa
Has a contract with the god as a soul sella

Women

Sorry, for calling you as a bitch…
Whenever you act like that, I’ll grudge
I donno how much pain you yield
When you gave birth to my new child
Wanna go to church for getting the sermon
Now, I’ve changed my opinion about women

I’m sorry for the way I treated all along
‘coz I grew up in the hood with the felons
Even before the marriage, I had an affair
with a girl and always had a bed to share
Left her all alone when I heard her pregnancy
Now, I’m questioning about my damn competency
I shouldn’t have deceived her with the kid
Lett’ another child rising without the respect
Should have taught about the value of a girl
It could’ve stopped him from becoming a fool
I feel sorry for all Brenda’s who got a baby
When Tupac said, I thought he was crazy
After so many years, in the age of 20ty nine
It’s the time for me to learn about feminine

Sorry, for calling you as a bitch…
Whenever you act like that, I’ll grudge
Wanna go to church for getting the sermon
Now, I’ve changed my opinion about women

I apologize for all the fighting with no reason
Thought of giving you a bullet in the open season
I was scared a lot when you collapsed in the floor
Finally breaking my own record of 120ty in my car
Pleading for the first time to save both the souls
Looked like a stupid when I forgot to call E.M.S
I tried not to open my eyes in the delivery room
Oh! Cried a lot when they ask you to PUSH maximum
Even now I’m not sure how to react as DAD
When they ask me to hold the baby in the hand
Though I know all the means of destruction
It’s difficult to compensate the word creation
You've asked me many times do I love you
But today I’m proud to say that "I love you"

Sorry, for calling you as a bitch…
Whenever you act like that, I’ll grudge
I donno how much pain you yield
When you gave birth to my new child
Wanna go to church for getting the sermon
Now, I’ve changed my opinion about women...