Mike Dean - O.G. to Me lyrics

(Verse 1 - Scarface) Stupid ho's that I use to f** around wit Way back, see a n***a now and they say that I changed Put another notch in the game You watchin the range, I'm floatin And ain't no stoppin the rain co*k and I aim, I see you b**hes jockin the name Boppin to fame, a crooked n***a droppin in pain Rockin a cain, back up b**h, you blockin my lane Tryna foul on a n***a cause you hot in the flame f** you, and them ho a** n***a's you run wit f** your whole street, you ain't no motherf**in O.G Cause O.G. means, means you a original gangsta Understand pure motherf**in man Ain't no police or judges Just n***a's holdin grudges You mark a** b**hes is low budget Straight traitor's, so f** you and the gla** that you puff on Don't smile in my face, when you see me get the f** on Dope fiend a** n***a, tryna to get a free check Talkin that sh**, but you's a motherf**in b**h So when you see a n***a on the flip duke I'll flip you, you must be smokin dip fool Nothin but a b**h fool (Chorus: 1x) "Means, Means you a original gangsta Understand pure motherf**in man" (Verse 2 - Jayo Felony) Call baretta's on my dog, n***a's get sweated for they sh** If all a law enforcement, n***a's get deaded for that sh** Thought you was a street n***a, pulled a heat n***a at that Come to find out was a c*nt that got slapped, and didn't scrap Cuz, you know what motherf**ers like you do wit n***a's on the set Finish f**in face and leave ya clean cut shirt wet, and jet Cuz, I'll smack the sh** outta ya b**h a** you wanna run to the one's Tell em about the cash and the stash, and were I got my guns And you know I'm the bird man, cause I sold so much coco Beware of the crack pipe, that's by far in ya life I got h**n by the balloons, kabooms, and mushrooms And my 38.specialist puttin banker's in they tomb's I'm one, shot, k**ed, and these bullets all go And you takin finger print's, and mugshots photo's I use to beat b**h n***a's till they face turned blue But they get weak in dice water, and pedal you in the sue And it's true (Chorus: 5x) (Kurupt Talking) YEAH!gangsta sh**, Kurupt Young Gotti, Daz Dillinger, Jayo, Face f** all these b**hes and these punk a** n***a's Out this motherf**er n***a, they ain't talkin bout sh** (Verse 3 - Kurupt) The chronical, psycho, brain bender busta f**er, s**a a** punk motherf**ers Tommy the talent tucker, calico conseler Daz the real dealer, motherf**in busta k**er Facin all you n***a's, Scarface n***a Chase, erase, replace and waste n***a's Shake, crack, and brake, no mistake n***a f** em, stick em, stuck em, Chucks laced n***a Fat laced n***a, blue fat laces n***a Me and the homie's all on paper chase n***a Kurupt Young Gotti, 6-4-4-5 me ???pistol co*ker, co*ked and blast Start shootin like John Stockton Popped em, and dashed, fast and freaked So fast instant??? is splashed Fo' life, somethin I ain't gotta say twice Step cuz, cause bustaz get rolled like dice Uh-uh a** though, ice n***a, flow better then We comin to California shinin (Chorus: 3x) (Verse 4 - Daz) On my side of the world it's lo-lo's and jheri curls Smokin water by the pearl, runnin the street wit double earl's I did it all 'fore I can see, walk, and crawl Made it out the ghetto, bustin a male, so I can wet y'all Took a while 'fore I ball Wanted for eight or nine murder's and spoke came For c**aine, raw game, another die for what he claim And where I'm from they know my name, I cause lot's of static Automatic's and canic's, and n***a's start to panic Ain't no ruler's or leader's runnin the set Outta respect we G's, YG'S, and O.G.'s connect Fifteen, sixteen in a chevy we roll Get you full of hole's, god dog, you scream echo's in fo-fo's Who dare to mack wit the tarantula and scorpion Brought you in the depth's of danger when I tortured it I love it when the bustaz squealin And they chrome start spillin Then ya start the grinnin, and said that n***a Daz did it (Chorus until fades)