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(feat. Black Child, Caddillac Tah) [Caddillac Tah] Gangstas, let me hear you say fuck the world I'm a motherfuckin (O.G.) Hammer tucked run outta love Fuck wit the (O.G.) Twist the wood light up the goods Man I'm a (O.G.) Caddillac, Farary black my D (O.G.) [Black Child] Gutter hood, it's understood that I'm a (O.G.) But understand you when you and your man you ain't a (O.G.) Holla back he polly wit gats just like a (O.G.) Farary black wit Caddillac my D (O.G.) Soilders, street shit, gangsta, remix Stand up Black Child has just entered the buildin And I'm gimpin in the stash for my dark women and children Get your hands up, money still fallin from the cielin I go hard and y'all can feel it Erased the and wit the realest It's muurda, buit they act like they don't beieve us I'm hotter than a monage wit two divas in a two seater And I keep two heaters to send you to see jesus Letras de cancionesWhen I roll up like ravrun and drop shells like a demon [Singer] We the underdog niggas but we can't be touched So y'all motherfuckers better anni up Cuz everything we drive is platnum plus Show me, your an O.G. (Throw it up) [Caddillac Tah] Gangstas, let me hear you say fuck the world I'm a motherfuckin (O.G.) Hammer tucked run outta love Fuck wit the (O.G.) Twist the wood light up the goods Man I'm a (O.G.) Caddillac, Farary black my D (O.G.) [Black Child] Gutter hood, it's understood that I'm a (O.G.) But understand you when you and your man you ain't a (O.G.) Holla back he polly wit gats just like a (O.G.) Farary black wit Caddillac my D (O.G.) Soilders, street shit, gangsta, remix [Caddillac Tah] Stand up, if you ready we rollin lets get it If he heavy and hold em we split it Get this fedi over them bitches Got the coke in the pot in the kitchen And hear em poppin the four wit the snitches For watchin the riches Watch us when it hot droppin the top on the benz's Whip stop but the rims will keep on spinnin Rollies flat, mommies be lovin this gangsta pimpin Shit well you know me the motherfuckin O.G. [Black Child] Gangstas, hustlas, strippas, niggaz Rappy makes a Jon Gotti certified (O.G.) Luck luciani, Irv Gotti worldwide (O.G.) And ferari and only ferari is the only (O.G.) Ain't no sorries I shottie your body faster than a (O.G.) Yo I'm slicker than niggaz I'm spittin liqour like a (O.G.) And I'm sick of these niggaz poppin a clip like a (O.G.) A ignorant nigga wit a gun in your mouth like a (O.G.) When the albums come out air em out like a (O.G.) Gangstas, hustlas, all my, murderers Clear it out, murder inc or air out the buildin {*echoes out*} From Letras Mania