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