True O.G.

Where The Reefer At, Where The Reefer At?
Run Me In The Dime, Not Trying To Bust My Head
Cause I Stays On Top Of Mine (Top On Mine)
Cause I Been Ballin' Since The Days Of Back When
Niggas Wasn't Be Thinkin' About
Drink No Juice And Gin (Alright Brother)
Niggas Be Drinkin' The Thunderbird Or Nighttrain
Lookin' For The Right Frame, Breakin' Like A Dice Game
Stackin' Skrilla So I'm Sippin' Hennessy
Lickin' Shot After Shot At My Enemies
Boom Boom Recognize All Persuers Been In The Game For Years
Cause I'm A Sho Connoisseur
Consume The Blocks, Drop Off My Rocks, The Quicker A Nigga Play Me
The Quicker A Nigga Who Drops, Pops Of The Glocks
Not Trippin' Facial Experessions, Be Shittin'
Niggas Don't Be Hearin' All That In Every City
Take A Nigga Out If You Gotta On The Day To Day
Then Parlay, Ate A Gator, Parlay, To God Nigga

It Ain't Hare To See, When Niggas Try To Be Like Me
A True O.g., Y'all Y'all, Gotta Take You Underground
Parlay All Day With The Niggas From The Bassment Sound
Mr. Dalvin:
Watch Out For I Blow, Swing Low
Forget It, Y'all Don't Hear Me Though, I'm Hittin' Switches
Hoppin' Like A 64, And I, Thought You Knew, What I Can Do
Able To Leap Tall Buildind And Run Up To Your Crew'(Oooooh)
The Underground Stylistical, Got More Flavors Than Mystics
So Lay Back And Watch This Nigga Kick It
Wicked Without Thinkin' Of Funky
But I Ain't Stinkin', I Know I Got You Open Cause I Got Y'all Nig'as
Blinkin'
Check It Out, You Watch Me Devastate This Track
I Make Stacks And Stacks And Leave Niggas On They Backs
Cause I... Be A Sharp Shooter, Intruder
Rugged And Rough, Poppin'



Credits
Writer(s): Timothy Mosley, Mark Farner, Dalvin Degrate, Stephen Garrett
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