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Rest in peace, Ol' Dirty, see my name is the ODB The, the, the, the, the Ol' Dirty Bastard Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang Roc-a-Fella, Roc-a-Fella, Roc-a-Fella, Roc-a-Fella" Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang As I pop, shots, as I pop, shots As I pop, shots, as I pop, shots '86 was the year that it started Crack hit the states and my hood got to poppin' Back then, you had to catch it with narcotics Without a doubt, Brooklyn had the hardest projects Nowadays, if a nigga say you got it You be sitting in the country with like 3 or 4 charges Young when started but I had a talent To get this past and drunk, cuz I took it as a challenge The older niggas game me much as I can handle Cop the eagle, started jackin' with the green New Balance shit I'm feelin' clean, I was only thirteen With the heavy starch, on my Bugle Boy Jeans My name's spelled right on my four finger ring It was Dirt then, 'cuz McGirt, you ain't seen The Ol' Dirty Bastard, rollin' As I pop, shots, as I pop, shots As I pop, shots, as I pop, shots Toe to toe, I scrap with the best If I spit ten rhymes, nigga, nine gon' connect If you in front of 1 or 2, I respect 'Cuz I probably just forgot and wrote it strictly for my set Wu-Tang, man, I love my set Niggas comin' up here, this is where the G's at Look here, more money, more problems, my ass You're a naive cat, if you still believe that, for real That's a trick to try to keep you where you at All content, while niggas ridin' Bentley's and Maybach Think I'mma lay back, playa, forget it First hundred G's, I see, nigga, I'm tryin' to flip it And that's some real shit, not just a lyric Drop a couple open cases, not too specific Niggas out here tryin' to prove whose the realest It's ok to pop shit, but come a little different Tell 'em who the fuck I be the ODB Tell 'em who the fuck I be The, the, the Ol' Dirty Bastard As I pop, shots, as I pop, shots As I pop, shots, as I pop, shots Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang Roc-a-Fella, Roc-a-Fella, Roc-a-Fella, Roc-a-Fella Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, see my name is the ODB As I pop, shots, as I pop, shots As I pop, shots, as I pop, shots As I pop, shots, as I pop, shots
Writer(s): Russell Jones, Chris E. Martin, Jamal Gerard Grinnage Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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