Tech N9ne

Tech N9ne - O.G lyrics

rate me

I hit you like a donkey cause we’re famous

Make your women want me cause I came up

This is why the homies trippin’ and sayin’ what?

Get my money put pay up

Got my 501s and my greater postures

Profit or proper

If she papered I’m in her chopper

Let her know this dinner gonna cost her

I’mma squash her

So I better get her a doctor

These boys wanna raise the case

MIZOU

Hoe once in a while I hit the LK for the ladies

Cause they straight B

LKU

We think about it then we crave when we vacate

I represent the … and all the way the case state

Only Tech Nine

But the stupid call me A GATES

Strawberry mixed in the plate

So let everybody rock the state

Can’t wait OG

Like A. GATES

Like A.GATES

All the gates

I like all the gates

We be scouts

Pretty young things

Yeah we got her

Like Dundilla, I’m a popper

Get her hot and ready

Listen to Roger

Rest in peace baby

7 beats is crazy baby

We used to listen to this at least 80

Baby step in no question

We rappin’ 56 and 57

We know that we reach at least 80

Cacy K ‘s gates got the chicken wings

This will bring traffic

But people really put their feelings in things

You better be listening

Cause it’s about listening green

This is the mission

Get it when you hit the nicotine

They got your money man

And you know they hate you

Something delicious

Yeah you know to trace the A GATES

That’s the place where they come to get you

If they pay late

But I stay grip

Cause everybody is bangin’ their 80

Strawberry mixed in the plate

So let everybody rock the state

Can’t wait OG

Like A. GATES OG

Like A.GATES OG

All the gates

I like all the gates

North side where were you?

South side where is you?

East side where is you?

West side what it do?

I know nobody sounds like this

Ain’t no other barbecue boss like this

These might cost quite a bit

Yeah we do it

But the fire ain’t brought like this

OG told me go see

if there are other cities cute as ODs

But they know that I would find out slowly

Just like the Casey barbecue

They cannot hold me

Strawberry mixed in the plate

So let everybody just bounce rock the state

Can’t wait OG

Now everybody say lalallala

Now everybody say lalalala

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