Lyrics Wild Cowboys In Bucktown - O.G.C.

Wild Cowboys In Bucktown

Yes, who’s that?
Boo-ya who’s that in the place to be
Sadat X reppin' with the O.G.C.
(gun clappaz)
For my peoples throughout the PJ’s got my man
Black reppin' from back in the day
X files and you know the storm
Homies loc now it’s on so you’ve been warned
Dru Ha where you at?
(yeah yeah)
O.G.
Where you at?
Starang Wondah:
Now who’s the bearer of bad news on crews
When I drop the jewels on fools they say «Who?»
Give me my props before I quickly pass the Tek to Steele
Niggas want record deals without even having skills
(Yo it’s ill) How Headz still Ain’t Ready
Down with the Fab 5 without the Freddy
But deadly, perfect ready to wreck any
Bootcamps the best host from east to west coast
Far from smooth make moves like spies in trench coats
Sadat X:
Like this like that, I’m tired of all y’all crab ass rappers
Bucktown home of the Original Gunn Clappaz
Use to be on ocean by the street empire
See my man Buckshot on Bushwick day back in 9th
On the uptown blocks of Harlem is where you’ll find me
Louievill Slug the piece with the Top Dawg
Strangle that ass raise the Ruck down the block or
Leflaur Leflah if you prefer
Sean Black:
Straight Bootcamp cowboys in Duckdown
Soldiers heads creep while y’all bop to the boogie
Sound bwoy came uptown to mic check
Keep it moving sound tight so we moving in the night
Remenisce me and Starange, Lemonhead takin' dope cause I was broke
And they heads was wet
Now Islam on these tracks fuckin' slangin' on them cracks
A-yo dun dun hold me down on the run
Hook:
Sadat X:
A-yo he asked for it his man saw it
So it don’t mean jack to me (x2)
(Cowboy status)
Top Dog:
So much unfairness in this game it’s making me hear unclear
But making me more aware for when y’all niggas come near
The bottles on and you a gun fool for years
Unfiltered flows is bringing you brand new fears
O.G.C.
blowin' the spot with Sadat
King of the wild places, better know where you at
With your loud piece talkin' shut you mouth or keep walkin'
Sadat X:
In the BK Lin stands the Bootcamp base
On the uptown blocks is where the comboys face
To stay alive show drive and arrive with the five
Somebody said it’s war I got a boatload of niggas
Niggas from Uptown and Brooklyn original gun triggers
Clap off strap off make you baby blood wear
They always say it’s calm before the big storm
Louieville:
Runnin' rampant through crews it’s the Originoo Gunn Clapp 2
L-O-U-I-E here to bat you, no haps duke
Back up like gas we pass my tongue lash
Upon you wack math no mass well too bad for you
3−2-1 nigga never knew ya, straight from death
Dug Out Ville Sluggah, ha I cracks ass
To make crews look like «Who's that.»
Fantastic like Boombastic Sluggah let you have it
This Brownsville bastard got more tools then gadgets
But keepin' a baseball bat in stash is how I manage
Huh me no need and streets who carry sweeper
Just combine minds and set traps to catch the creeper
Hook
Starang:
So who' that with crew phat just like Menate
Large when I uncharge at all the places that I been at
Now I take 10 at a time when I rhyme
Big up East 105th with mad black and dime
I’m the eight black smoker gert neck choker
Mack by the crotch make police watch me like Oprah
Louieville:
Here we come flee 3 guns on the run
Brothers best to make way or you’ll get done up by the Louie
To the wack cats I screw he
Ask if them niggas ain’t up upon their duty
Top Dog:
Sittin' in my room buildin' with the most high
He game me some advice and said I was sure to share
So yo listen up, youth, we on our own you have to hide your chrome
Cause when your pops come home he be
Lookin' for more than a bust, in God we trust
He must of been talkin' about us
Sadat X:
It’t the Great X I send off to Endor
On the other side of midnight engineer get the mid right
With my man Sean Bliggity this beat right here is meant to be
The Brooklyn Uptown united I tore down off a pint of this
Here a-yo O.G.
don’t stop shit
Yo hold the dills we keep shit real
Hook (x4)