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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Black Child
Black Child
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chink Santana
Chink Santana
Composer
Willie Hutch
Willie Hutch
Composer
Irving Lorenzo
Irving Lorenzo
Composer
Ramel Gill
Ramel Gill
Composer
James Olowokere
James Olowokere
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Irv Gotti
Irv Gotti
Producer
Milwaukee Buck
Milwaukee Buck
Recording Engineer
Chink Santana
Chink Santana
Co-Producer
Terry Herbert
Terry Herbert
Assistant Recording Engineer
Brian Springer
Brian Springer
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

(Feat. Charli Baltimore) (Chorus:) (Black Child + Charli Baltimore) My nigga Ja sold more records then a (O.G.) Ty flyin by in 'Lac truck like a (O.G.) And Gotti's dough's quiker then a (O.G.) Ferrari and Charli and Jody move like a (O.G.) Ol' Wizzy and Ronnie is gettin money like a (O.G.) V-I-T-A and PJ's a (O.G.) All day, everyday, Chris Gotti's a (O.G.) Forever, and allways, Black Child's a (O.G.) Gangsta's, hustlahs, strippahs, niggas, stand up! Murder Inc. has now entered the building (Black Child) Get ya hands up! its like money's fallin from the ceiling Understand us! Nigga it's hard to touch a million I thank God for my children, all the cars all the women We gangstas! And there aint a day that by A Hustlah! Don't look back and reflect on his life We're a customed to ice, guns grams and dice And bitches that go both ways like hazard lights (Charli Baltimore) We the underdog niggas but we can't be touched So y'all motherfuckahs better ante up Cause everything we drop, is platinum plus (yo, whattup!) Show me, You're an O.G. (X2) (Black Child) Yo man money, he funny, he a dummy, he aint a (O.G.) He gangsta, but he holy, might be a (O.G.) High profile but low key like a (O.G.) Go roll he's OD by a (O.G.) Marvin Gay, Quincy dog, that's a (O.G.) Billy Holiday, Cassius Clay that's a (O.G.) Black Child nigga, I'm respected like a (O.G.) Check my jail record I'm connected like (O.G.) If you don't know, now you know, Snakes high, gras low, let's go! Nigga I step in the boot with bitches Ever since the Murder album hear the Inc. in every city Ever since a nigga been, be in the system It's sickening how Black Child make white people listen We different and y'all niggas is all the same Ya think when I ball is a game, get dumped in a hole of flames I'ma show you what they call pain, in the eyes of O.G. Go Nas, you as young as OD (Black Child) My nigga Ja sold more records then a (O.G.) Ty flyin by in 'Lac truck like a (O.G.) And Gotti's dough's quiker then a (O.G.) Ferrari and Charli and Jody move like a (O.G.) Ol' Wizzy and Ronnie is gettin money like a (O.G.) V-I-T-A and PJ's a (O.G.) All day, everyday, Chris Gotti's a (O.G.) Forever, and allways, Black Child's a (O.G.) Gangsta's, hustlahs, strippahs, niggas, stand up! Murder Inc. has now entered the buildin
Writer(s): Irving Lorenzo, Andre Parker, Ramel Gill, Willie Hutch, J. Olowokere Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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