The treal og is in the motherfucking building
Bun b, triple og to be exact
You know we rapping P. E. T. To the fullest
We gonna take this one up to...
Get on that milk crate, merlin shit
What's up aaron, turn it up
Just another day in the life of the og
Back out on the block, sport where everybody knows me
No way I'm low key, my presses as a glows
So when I step out on the scene
Man they already know, hot the snow in the summer
Just in case you wanna ski
The purest of the powder play a courtesy of me
Got your nose all running like you just caught a cold
And I been a man since 17 years old
I fold back and all about the bindess on the daily
Tryna stack up major money, no if and or maybes
That maybe bullshit is for the motherfucking sitter
This is grown man bia, one hit or quitter
Raise by the bears so I do just like they told me
That's what separates the new you from the old me
Pimping like kobe and know I'm not a phoney
Throw your ass in the trunk until you stick yourself
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up
Turn it up motherfucker, we turn it up
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up
Turn it up fuck these niggas, we turn it up
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up
Turn it up fuck these bitches, we turn it up
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up
Turn it up motherfucker, we turn it up
Yeah bitch, you already know I'm back on that pa bullshit
I'm in this bitch representing them treal gladiators
And you know they stay on deck
Yeah, too treal entertainment is in the motherfucking building
So don't get it twisted, or you'll get yourself twisted
Know what I'm talking bout, yeah
West side to the east, pa in this bitch nigga
Turn it up
Back up on my grizzly like my name was t putt...
Escape me while you hate me nigga stuck up in the mud still
You won't be what a thug will quit your fronting
No future in it anyway, we see through all the stunting
Don't make me push that button when I open up the briefcase
You know you waiting for this drama and these streets ace
Let off 100 rounds and now it's just a warm up
So don't nobody hear you when you ringing the alarm 1
I handle fuck shit exactly how I order
So this shit will surprise you when I come through on the slaughter
I'm a real fire starter, a fire flame spitter
And you'll be ass out when the bullets hit you in the shitter
Just... More g shit, and it's finest
Mixed with that texas king shit, from his highness
Don't attempt to try this without proper supervision
Cause the treal og is on a motehrfucking mission
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up
Turn it up motherfucker, we turn it up
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up
Turn it up fuck these niggas, we turn it up
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up
Turn it up fuck these bitches, we turn it up
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up
Turn it up motherfucker, we turn it up
Yeah, ugk for life bitch The treal og is in the motherfucking building Bun b, triple og to be exact You know we rapping P. E. T. To the fullest We gonna take this one up to... Get on that milk crate, merlin shit What's up aaron, turn it up Just another day in the life of the og Back out on the block, sport where everybody knows me No way I'm low key, my presses as a glows So when I step out on the scene Man they already know, hot the snow in the summer Just in case you wanna ski The purest of the powder play a courtesy of me Got your nose all running like you just caught a cold And I been a man since 17 years old I fold back and all about the bindess on the daily Tryna stack up major money, no if and or maybes That maybe bullshit is for the motherfucking sitter This is grown man bia, one hit or quitter Raise by the bears so I do just like they told me That's what separates the new you from the old me Pimping like kobe and know I'm not a phoney Throw your ass in the trunk until you stick yourself Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up Turn it up motherfucker, we turn it up Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up Turn it up fuck these niggas, we turn it up Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up Turn it up fuck these bitches, we turn it up Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up Turn it up motherfucker, we turn it up Yeah bitch, you already know I'm back on that pa bullshit I'm in this bitch representing them treal gladiators And you know they stay on deck Yeah, too treal entertainment is in the motherfucking building So don't get it twisted, or you'll get yourself twisted Know what I'm talking bout, yeah West side to the east, pa in this bitch nigga Turn it up Back up on my grizzly like my name was t putt... Escape me while you hate me nigga stuck up in the mud still You won't be what a thug will quit your fronting No future in it anyway, we see through all the stunting Don't make me push that button when I open up the briefcase You know you waiting for this drama and these streets ace Let off 100 rounds and now it's just a warm up So don't nobody hear you when you ringing the alarm 1 I handle fuck shit exactly how I order So this shit will surprise you when I come through on the slaughter I'm a real fire starter, a fire flame spitter And you'll be ass out when the bullets hit you in the shitter Just... More g shit, and it's finest Mixed with that texas king shit, from his highness Don't attempt to try this without proper supervision Cause the treal og is on a motehrfucking mission Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up Turn it up motherfucker, we turn it up Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up Turn it up fuck these niggas, we turn it up Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up Turn it up fuck these bitches, we turn it up Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up Turn it up motherfucker, we turn it up Explain Request ×
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