| Uh oh
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| Well, alright, y’all
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| Once again
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| All across the U.S.C., Compton, Watts, San Diego, California
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| Ew
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| This is how we hit 'em
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| With a hole in your back
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| Ew
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| You have
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| Three seconds to spare
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| One
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| And then comes the two to the three
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| A lot of people wanna know just who I be (What you do)
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| What they call me, they all wonder what my name is
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| And how a fool like me
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| Ended up in showbiz
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| It’s very simple, first, you gotta have a stylo (That's right)
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| Write your own rhymes and drop shit by the kilo
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| Friends that never had to come around me
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| They ask me how I been
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| They told me that I’m one bad Mexican
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| I’m knowin' that already
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| So you don’t have to tell me
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| Out of my face, boy, what you tryin' to sell me?
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| I got the game locked up like a hostage
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| And got you looking to the ground like an ostrich
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| I been doin' this rap shit about eleven
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| Rippin', tearin', competition scarin'
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| There’s not a fool bad enough to come and take mine
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| Test mine
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| You’ll get an automatic flat line
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| Chorus 1: Kokane
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| Oh, no, matter what I do
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| I’m a keep it real
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| I’m a keep it way O. G
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| And, you will never know
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| The suckers perpetrate
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| They can only hate on me
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| Cause, I’m a get mine
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| I’m a always shine
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| Always pack a nine on me
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| No, matter what I do
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| I’m a keep it real
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| I’m a keep it way O. G
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| I’m a keep it way O. G
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| Break: Kokane
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| I want a heina
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| Get in her vagina
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| I wanna tell the whole world that I’m dope (Whoo!)
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| Loco
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| It’s the homie Knightowl and the nigga Koko-loc
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| Can I let myself be known (Yes, you can)
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| That San Diego
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| From Pomona, we in the o-zone
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| You know, you know
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| I want the bomb, I want the G-funk
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| Or make my phone concut
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| Baby, baby, baby, baby
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| Baby, baby
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| Oh, oh
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| Chorus 2: Kokane
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| Oh, no, matter what I do
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| I’m a keep it real
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| I’m a keep it way O. G
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| And, you will never know
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| Suckers perpetrate
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| They can only hate on me
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| Cause, I’m a get mine
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| I’m a always shine
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| Always pack a nine on me
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| And, I’m a keep it real
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| I’m a pack a steel
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| I’m a keep it way O. G
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| I got a new bunch of friends now
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| When they approach me
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| They shake my hand and tell me, «How you doin'
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| Mr. Knightowl
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| For you have got to be one of the greatest
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| Doin' funky shit that be movin' all the ladies»
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| I got 'em jockin'
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| There ain’t no stoppin'
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| Til the shit I drop, I’ll take it straight to the top
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| Lord have mercy on all my competition
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| There’s not a thug like me so full of ambition
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| I want it all
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| I’m a wrap it up and take it
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| Mess with the Noche, leave that ass butt naked
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| Stop swinging on my nuts, you ain’t Tarzan
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| I’m surrounded by creatures like a martian
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| So find somebody else to go and bother
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| I’ve done so many hoes, hun
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| I might be a father
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| And if you trip, yo, the scene might get ugly
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| I rush fools, tackle them like it’s rugby
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| Chorus 3: Kokane
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| Oh, no, matter what I do
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| I’m a keep it real
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| I’m a keep it way O. G
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| And, you will never know
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| Who will infiltrate
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| They can only hate on me
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| Cause, I’m a always shine
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| I’m a get mine
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| I’m a pack a nine on me
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| Cause, I’m a keep it real
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| I’m a pack a steel
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| I’m a keep it way O. G
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| You tell me
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| Gotta get this scratch
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| Knightowl
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| And Kokane
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| Mr. K
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| Knightowl on the prowl
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| Kokaloca
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| Alright
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| San Diego to Pomona
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| You know O.G.'s like us better drop them o-zones
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| Oh yeah
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| Oh oh
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| Dots on ya
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| Who in the hell let the tail up in hell
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| Pressure
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| Pressure
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| Believe in yourself
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| Go take the car and you kill yourself |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Way O.G. , by - Mr. KnightowlSong from the album Soldiers on Soil, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп