Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Personal OG , by - Freddie Gibbs. Release date: 02.08.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Personal OG |
| Smokin' fire, pourin' up |
| Hennessey and Red Bull in my cup |
| OG kush wrapped up in the wood |
| And I still smoke good in a '83 Cut |
| Still smoke kill in an old Deville |
| I keep the leather on my back, wood on the wheel |
| If a nigga don’t blow smoke on chrome |
| Then I really don’t feel how I’m supposed to feel |
| Because I feel like blowin' blunts back to back |
| With no shame, keep a pack and a sack to wrap |
| At 13, I was taking Swisher Sweets to the dome |
| With my nigga lil rone you can ask him that |
| My homeboy, Ganell, roll thin-ass blunts |
| So we can smoke at least 20 every day of the month |
| And keep at least 5 pounds of the hay in the trunk |
| And when he came from the Chi we was weighin' it up like |
| Uh |
| I got 16 zones of death and you can hit it at your own risk |
| When I travel I ain’t lookin' for the local weed man |
| I be gone on the zone on my own shit |
| Got a stick or a seed in ya muhfuckin' weed |
| Then I guarantee you blowin' on the wrong shit |
| And they wonder how the kid stay blowed, eyes halfway closed |
| You ain’t on what I’m on bitch |
| I’m lifted |
| Me and my girl just blew six blunts up in a blue 650 |
| Charleston blue kush and blue Ken Griffey |
| She love the thug shit so boo get wit' me |
| 'cause I’m young and I’m wild, but I’m focused |
| But my 'dro and my flows be the dopest |
| And I’m a motherfuckin' marijuana addict |
| So I had to do a song for the smokers |
| Takin' it slow, let it out slow |
| OG kush to purple 'dro, you know I keep them |
| Hoes to the Os, plenty gets sold |
| But this right here is personal, and you know we be |
| Takin' it slow, let it out slow |
| OG kush to purple 'dro—you know I keep them |
| Hoes to the Os, plenty gets sold |
| But this right here is personal, and you know we be— |
| Smokin' fire, fuckin' up |
| Spilt all the Hendog in my cup |
| Couldn’t wake up for a job interview this morning |
| The OG had me stuck |
| Last night I blew a whole zip with the crew |
| We was rollin' with hoes lapped up in the truck |
| Keep a gold pack of the Trojans |
| I let a nigga rap to a bitch while I’m wrappin' it up |
| My thang off in yo main dame |
| I come straight through and get straight brain |
| She blow straight kill and make straight change |
| To make sure my pockets stay straight man |
| Cuz this pimp shit is in my veins, it’s in my blood |
| I was born with it and I’mma die smokin' this fire bud |
| In my old school with my chrome spinnin' like |
| Uh |
| And my niggas in the bay got the kush for the 27 hundo |
| I’mma get 'em and sell 'em for 55, you get it for 48 |
| If you wanna get more than one though |
| Go to Cali and I ship it to the G |
| Ship it to the Chi, ship it to the D |
| Ship it to my nigga in the A-town |
| Plus that nigga breakdown |
| Triple what I paid for the P that |
| Master kush purple 'dro |
| Keep my whip swervin' slow |
| «Hey, Fred—can I hit the kill?» |
| Hell, nah |
| Put on a sack, this personal |
| 'cause I’m young and I’m wild, but I’m focused |
| But my 'dro and my flows be the dopest |
| And I’m a motherfuckin' marijuana addict |
| So I had to do a song for the smokers |
| Takin' it slow, let it out slow |
| OG kush to purple 'dro, you know I keep them |
| Hoes to the Os, plenty gets sold |
| But this right here is personal, and you know we be |
| Takin' it slow, let it out slow |
| OG kush to purple 'dro—you know I keep them |
| Hoes to the Os, plenty gets sold |
| But this right here is personal, and you know we be |
| Takin' it slow, let it out slow |
| OG kush to purple 'dro, you know I keep them |
| Hoes to the Os, plenty gets sold |
| But this right here is personal, and you know we be |
| Takin' it slow, let it out slow |
| OG kush to purple 'dro—you know I keep them |
| Hoes to the Os, plenty gets sold |
| But this right here is personal, and you know we be |
| Takin' it slow, let it out slow |
| OG kush to purple 'dro, you know I keep them |
| Hoes to the Os, plenty gets sold |
| But this right here is personal, and you know we be |
| Takin' it slow, let it out slow |
| OG kush to purple 'dro—you know I keep them |
| Hoes to the Os, plenty gets sold |
| But this right here is personal, and you know we be— |