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"O.G.'s"
[feat. T-Bird]


[T-Bird:]
I never understood why, all these rappers be beefing
If it was up to the white man, none of us would be eating
Truthfully speaking, if you wack, then you shouldn't be rhyming
If you ain't built for the hustle, then you shouldn't be grinding
A flow with an MC like me, you need to write some more
I'm the reason MC's don't freestyle outside no more
Beefing is a waste of my time and a waste of my rhyme
Dog, I wouldn't even shoot you, that's a waste of a nine
My mind thinks on the higher plane, I drive in a faster lane
I'm from the ghetto, so when I rhyme, you can feel my pain
I dare one of ya'll rap niggas to say my name
I just bought something big, I'm ready to test my aim
Plus I'm the hardest nigga out, I don't play no games
I spit fire in the booth, they call my flow propane
Niggas shiver when they hear my name, T.K.O.
Cause they know when it's time to get it popping, I let it go
My flow's deep like Martin Luther King's last speech
Niggas should of told you a stunting'll get ya do

[Chorus: T-Bird (Fes Taylor) {both}]
You dealing with a Brooklyn Brooklyn O.G.
(Mix that with a Staten Staten O.G.)
That's enough to take over N.Y.C.
(That's enough to take over N.Y.C.)
You dealing with a Brooklyn Brooklyn O.G.
(Mix that with a Staten Staten O.G.)
That's enough to take over N.Y.C.
(That's enough to take over N.Y.C.)
{Do ya history}

[Fes Taylor:]
Might see me in the Benz low, like the windows
Winter time Miami, look at the winds blow
We ain't even friends though, I'm getting ends though
Shoot a nigga in his '64, what you in fo?
Rhyme for my westside niggas, that's Cali to ATL
Yeah my block hot, made me this hell
I sell out of town, I got New York vice's
Album drop like a New York crisis
I vicegrip mics with a force til it's lifeless
Times I ain't even write this, weed had me higher than Christ is
Feel like I'm walking dead, slices on my wrist
Now I get a chick, diamond cubes, ices on my get
And the snitches need to tighten up they lips
If you hear me on the freestyle, it's still like I'm writing for a hit
Another lame nigga fighting for a bitch, while the D's
Trynna counter crime, listen, I'm trynna get rich
Count dollars, I don't hate you, so get fresh too
Macy's got sales on Polo sweaters and blue
Go and cop a few fitteds, po', whatever you do
I had the same shit on, make you look better than you
See a nigga with a jacket, no swag', he still get his whole bagged up
Too Fly, jumping out of cab, I laugh

[Chorus: Fes Taylor (T-Bird)]
You dealing with a Staten Staten O.G.
(Mix that with a Brooklyn Brooklyn O.G.)
That's enough to take over N.Y.C.
(That's enough to take over N.Y.C.)
You dealing with a Staten Staten O.G.
(Mix that with a Brooklyn Brooklyn O.G.)
That's enough to take over N.Y.C.
(That's enough to take over N.Y.C.)
{Do ya history}

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