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bluud brothers - og lyrics

[intro]
[jo3ker]
yeah i’m a og

[verse 1]
[jo3ker]
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 f+cker thinkin’ they hype
nah, when i cl!ck 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 f+ck about the fame
cause i’ll run up in your house, for the money that you owe me
bust your f+ckin’ sh+t you ain’t prepared mother f+cker

[hook]
[jo3ker]
i’m an og, most of you people ya probably know me
i’m from the hood ain’t n0body gonna clone me
[dark bluud]
from the cradle to the crypt we livin’ just how we live
i keep it real with this sh+t i’m just tellin’ you how it is to be a

[verse 2]
[dark bluud]
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 c+cked 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 sh+t that’ll pop and when it drops, every block in the hood is gonna hop
mother f+ckas 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 d+ck, we been keepin’ it low+key
but now we’re comin’ up quick, you can ask your homie
sh+t my attitude is f+ck you, you don’t wanna owe me
say it to my face if you ain’t scared mother f+cker

[verse 3]
[twisted insane]

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