Bluud Brothers, Twisted Insane - OG lyrics

Yeah I'm a OG

I'm a OG, flat black in the old school Chevy
And you know me,  break it down a pound it's
About to get heavy
Cause I'm ridin' with Bluud in the city
Keeping' it tight
Smashin' the mouth of any mother fucker
Thinkin' they hype
Nah, when I click clack and I snap back
Comin' up quick with the fast rap
And I smash that real facts
When I bang on the beat keep
It real in the street
Only comin' with the heat stay strapped
Bounce right back, make more dough
Homie hold my plaque
Do a couple shows then we slang some tracks
Burn a couple blunts and we chill like that
Hats all black, tilt to the side
Back into the hood that's where we ride
Smoke a little bit til my brain gets fried
Homie you can't keep up you lied
Me and Dark Bluud only keep it real
And you can't keep up on beat
I'm staying fresh in my white tee
With new shoes up on my feet
My flow is hot you can't deny
All your homies think the same
Keep the bottles and the chain
I don't give a fuck about the fame
Cause I'll run up in your house
For the money that you owe me
Bust your fuckin' shit you
Ain't prepared mother fucker

I'm an OG
Most of you people ya probably know me
I'm from the hood ain't nobody gonna clone me

From the cradle to the crypt we
Livin' just how we live
I keep it real with this shit I'm just
Tellin' you how it is to be a

OG, and my pen is Excalibur
When I put it down like that you don't
Wanna see me smash on any battler
Cause I'm cynical like that and you'll
Get ripped apart like an amateur
When I step on the scene and I
Leave my mark in here like Gallagher
I'm underground, and it goes back to back
In the day and there's no wonder now
We spit hot fire and we still get played
So where's it goin' down? My ambition's
Cocked til the flow gets sprayed
We're bumpin' through your town
In the 716 is where I stay because
Me and Joe Fox in the hot box we rock and
Top notch in the top spot and we got
Hot shit that'll pop and when it drops
Every block in the hood is gonna hop
Mother fuckas on a fast track to get
Laughed at when they rap back stop
Tryna be all that homie you're a doormat
You don't even know me hop
Off my dick, we been keepin' it low-key
But now we're comin' up quick
You can ask your homie
Shit my attitude is fuck you
You don't wanna owe me say it to my face if
You ain't scared mother fucker

I'm an OG
Most of you people ya probably know me
I'm from the hood ain't nobody gonna clone me

From the cradle to the crypt we
Livin' just how we live
I keep it real with this shit I'm just
Tellin' you how it is to be a