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letra de og muzik - dj kay slay

[verse 1: dj paul]
dj paul!
i’m an og dirty south n-gga, that’s a true fact
26 years in this game, i didn’t [?]
[?] got my first [?]
with my oscar in the cup, [?]
[?] most underrated n-gga in the game
a skeliton sinner [?] with a christion name
i made the whole world screaming yeah ho
pimp n-gga, made my ex b-tch eat my new ho
that’s how a n-gga do it on the southside
better listen to a mac, or get a black eye
gotta keep some extra b-tches on stand by
cause these days hoes pimpin hoes, and they getting by

[verse 2: ar-ab]
i se the fork in the road, but i kept going
they shot my car up with a 30, it just kept going
i see my aunt strung out in the crack house
i told her never come back, but she kept going
there’s money on my head, i still sleep good
never had a record deal, but i eat good
[?] speak hood
i’m tryna stuff 3 grams up in each wood
[?] mom pray at night, that i make it home
she said ab, leave the streets, won’t you make a song?
[?] tryna make a song
[?] small glock till the break of dawn
when my dreams come true with my make a wish
i let my family gon eat if i take a pr-ck
14 on the block tryna take a shift
hustle in the bathroom when i take a sh-t
[verse 3: dark lo]
this is [?] to your eyes, [?] lies
my piece of the pie, it’s the reper in disguise
i got all white on, i got all my rights wrong
n-ggas got tights on, [?] mic’s on
you can have it
[?]
it’s over for you, got the drop, imma [?] on you
[?] throw some sh-tup on you
dark lo and ar-ab, this is not normal
no money, no conversation
time is up, homie, what’s the combonation?
all you n-ggas talking sh-t, what’s the situation?
pastries in the oven, that’s the sh-t i’m baking
i got a mag in my raincoat
i let it rain on you, don’t get drained though
i’m off the perkasits, i might change clothes
get money, [?]

- dj kay slay

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