Paul Wall - OG Bobby Johnson lyrics

rate me

I’m OG and this shit

Word on a street I’m a suspect

Take it,change it and get it back here

Drop it,got your girl stuck with it

Never leave the crew without a loaded tip

…man I love that

And if anything went up wrong Ima kill that

OG got to stay

It’s like management setting for me

Tryin’ to make another meal

Fuck all that beefing

I’ll be getting for a while for a reason

Grin out season,minding my business

People go abroad taking out their kidneys

Got it from the bottom,oh,yeah,my business

6 years later your bitch will still give me

I’m OG Slim Thug

OG slim Thug

OG slimThug,motherfuckers

Sexy,you made it

It’s the OG …

I’ll be waiting on the trunk of your punk

Enjoy the view

Word on the streets is got a chick

Ima slap it and get it too quick

Eddy spread it over made it extra-wet

I can use my iphone and make the trunk lift

First …with a candy fit

…man had a hundred,bitch

One time for my lab OG fish

I’ve been down with my dogs in ‘96

My first drop was a brand new Cadillac

…I had so many slangs,man I forget

Ray,ray,street killer …

Paid with,wait until you see it son

…rest in peace to my boy,little Eamon

Man every slip that I got,I got a magic gun

Me and you,you,you used to swang in the river

Man,I’m being public drunk