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Real o.g.
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Real o.g. was released on May 23, 2006 by Aries Music Entertainment Inc as a part of the album Devils Playground
May 23, 2006
LabelAries Music Entertainment Inc
LanguageSpanish
BPM105
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Music Video

Music Video

Lyrics

I drove up and everyone was dead
I pose a ominous threat, I'll put your ass in check
Distorted, I want the federal reserve
Revelations: thirteen, second beast emerged
Amazon coke labs on a daily basis
Ship fucken birds to the ghetto oasis
The only traces is them dope fiend faces
Behind fucken bars 'cause they catching them cases
I ensoul muthafuckers, when the soft get hard
I conduct the rock like a share of stock
Eradicate 'em, if they set up shop
To close to the spot, were the dubs get bought
Knock knock homie, it's another cluck
Three gold rope chains, break 'em off a chunk
You know whats up, we showed up in them navy's
TKS was balling, a caravan of denali's
I'm a real OG, I'm from the 213
I'm from the LAC, I'm a real OG
You ain't a made man, why you acting like one?
Fuck your get along gang on the streets we bang
It's just harpys and I don't need no aid
You muthafuckers sound lame, you about to get sprayed
You lil' bitches, all joined together
Ese fuck your mixtape, it won't make no cheddar
Bodies found 'cause I bagged them suckers
The boss of bosses 'cause a fucken ruckus
Just like old times, it's 211 on mines
Enemies on there block, throwing up gang signs
So we jump out and dump several times
Tomorrow hear about it on channel nine
So many died that night with my face on their mind
The barrel of a nine, sixteen go inside
They wonder why, they fell asleep in the ride
You could run all you want, but when it's time it's time
I'm a real OG, I'm from the 213
I'm from the LAC, I'm a real OG
Someone's been murdered and they blamed it on me
But I don't give a fuck, it's still two five street
I lost trust dog in a few I know
Now everywhere I go, I fuckin' lay real low
Just in case homie, the fuckin' rumors are true
They put a price on my head, I'm a take 'em to school
You feel me, you the victim here
Give me space muthafucker or your cap get peeled
Ese criminal approach criminal get slaughtered
Ese big C-O-N, smoke all hi power
I devour a fuckin' bird in a hour
A 50 Desert E, I'm a tower of power
I enter the cypher, burner tucked at my waist
US marshall's was crawling, all over the place
Strap flexed, get the fuck off the deck
Before you and your crew, start eating this lead
I'm a real OG, I'm from the 213
I'm from the LAC, I'm a real OG
Written by: Conejo
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