Tonalité : B minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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N .O .G.
N us on shots for the block
N .O .G.
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Know the right time to make it hot
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N .O .G.
Never let his moves be known
You just get kidnapped and bullied
when you least be known
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N .O .G.
Guard his kids and loving his wife
N .O .G.
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Never let a vato do him twice
N .O .G.
A solid camarada doing work in O .G.
You can't touch an O .G. or get ya hurt.
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King was born in 73,
did one with the earth.
He was cursed, nursing the poison
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behind his mama's shirt.
Father figure absent, childhood past it.
A man of 15, a Mexican bastard.
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She carried him for 9 months,
smoking the junk.
Nursed himself back to health,
hardcore stuff.
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15 and a half, maintaining the block.
16 and some months, he close to the top.
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They talk to big boys,
he watch the big boys
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Get wise now, now we fear like a big boy
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Seventeen, got the car of his dream
Run his own racket, yo,
workin' it clean
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Almost eighteen, the money is mad
Kitchen table for the countin',
mad cooch to stab
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Never raised his voice,
he was good like that
This OG was so young,
it read the hood like that
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N -O -G, call us on shots for the block
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N -O -G, know the right time to make it hot
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I know G, never let his moves be known
You just get kidnapped and bullied
when you least be known
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I know G, got his kids and loving his wife
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I know G, never let a vato do him twice
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I know G,
saw the camarada doing work
I know G, you can't touch him
I know G, he'll get you hurt
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It was like 4 in the morning,
piping his hookah
Flashlights in the driveway,
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California hooter
Out the cooch, into the suit
Out the window to the car,
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he vanished kapoof
Callin' his boys, he's seein' the head
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Relocatin' the product,
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he dealin' with feds
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Dogs move quicker,
stuffin' the trucks
With a monto and a coca,
couple hundred tucks
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Cops in the house, doin' the stuff
Explosives in the microwave,
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all of them snuffed
He with his wife, tucked in the bed
Last snatch he was in,
can't snitch cause she dead
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Word on the streets,
now they're huntin' the man
Wearin' chucks and ball -headed,
dickies that's tan, nah
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Big homie ain't sweatin' the task,
he an OG with skill,
yo we always got a plan
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An OG, call us on shots for the block
E
An OG, know the right time to make it hot
A
An OG, never let his moves be known,
you just get kidnapped and bullied
when you least be known
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An OG, guard his kids and love his wife
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An OG, never let a vato do him twice
An OG, solid camarada doin' work
An OG you can't touch
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O .G. I'll get your bill again, bait for ten,
ran the yard for five,
hit the free will with knowledge,
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a mafia kind
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Still got the same boy that he went in with,
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lost all the sidekicks he went in with
Kids is grown,
race them through letters,
promise the future days will
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be much better
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Back in the cut, he lay in the plan,
dug up his buried coffee can that
was hiding the grands
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Connect with parolees, Mexican homies
A behind -the -walls network,
nothin' but a phony
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Recoup the streak,
got rid of the shit
Impostors on the roster,
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all of them here for new schoolers
Snuffed, he never got cuffed
Not even a suspect, professional stuff
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Reportin' to his P .O.,
clean as can be
Pissed his clean, payments on time, that's
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O .G. .G., call us on shots for the plot
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N .O .G., know the right time to make it hot
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No G, never let his moods be known
You just get kidnapped and bullied
when you least be known
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No G, God has kids and loving his wife
No G, never let a vato do him twice
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No G, a solid camarada doing work
And No G, you can't touch it
No G, he'll get you hurt
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I'll
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