Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song O.G. Talk, artist - Slim Thug. Album song 20 Year Greatest Hits, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 18.11.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Hogg Life
Song language: English
O.G. Talk |
26 inches off the grind |
Flipping through my city the whole time |
But that’s what I’m doing now |
I bet that’s what I’m doing now |
You boys just be repping you ain’t livin big |
Brother this the nigger that be living big |
Been had that shit everything you trying to do |
My old hoes to you niggers is new |
I been run through those broad been cuddle |
Been dick them down 9 ways I ducked them |
Looking for the next bad bitch |
I ain’t never been a sucker I’ve always been on that bomb shit |
Now these new niggers been acting crazy |
I don’t know what going on but they be saving all these ladies |
Uh the game change man the game change |
Them boys looking lame men them boys looking lame |
Still the same big boss the same big daddy |
Ain’t nothing change still keeping flipping new catties |
Can’t drop can’t stop if black trunk pop pocket |
Keep a fat mack and those haters gonna watch |
And fans going to watch |
Still holding down my spot cause niggers still don’t got what I got |
I’m the boss bitch went got rich quick nigger making excuse |
Now nigger living my life why you niggers is useless |
Step up your game man step up your game |
Quit acting like a bitch you always crying man |
Hey like mike jones I’m on the money train |
If you ain’t about the change get the fuck off man |
You niggers want a baby sitter |
Now I’m a grown man with kids I ain’t down with you |
I’m grown with those bosses kesy |
Brand new houses man |
With your spouse’s dropping their bras and panties |
I’m a mother fucking gangster OG nigger |
I ain’t seen nobody that can see me with her nigger |
Next time bitch I’m living that I made a host of beast |
But I’m a skull of bad gotta get my paper right get more fat stacks |
Boy see this OG recking tracks |
Balling to the max when you see me I’ll be on the radio and all on your TV |
On my own shit on my own shit |
I’m through with your bitch through with your bitch |
Let her flip some foreign get your mouth open now |
And now nigger I’m barring I ain’t doing no touring |
I’m at the crib chillin chicks still calling making it killing |
Still making millions sitting on my king throne |
Thinking back to shouting at that lakers home |
Shout out shout out to the stand bitch it is bread |
These niggers acting scared of hustling to make the bread |
Addicted to the paper my money growing long |
So I’m going to keep on reppin on this microphone |
Still at it hey freestyle automatic |
I ain’t flipping for no static I’m just trying to keed my hungry |
With these paper haters still talking shit |
These niggers now a days been acting like a bitch |
No one tell these niggers they talk to much |
Road by myself cause niggers feel too much |
And a nigger trying to win man |
Trying to get the paper once I been made |
I’m a still stay real though |
Still you niggers keep changing you ain’t real bro |
Let the soul spilled over still popping paint |
Still popping seals though dugger dugger |