O.G. 2 B.G.

Intro:

Alize

Hold on Nigga

No more gangsta shit

Nigga you know that gangsta shit put you on the map

So if you ain't gonna turn into somethin' new

We gonna have to rewind the track

To way back

I was walkin' through the park one day

Puffin' on a bomb ass J (Come here with that weed Snoop)

See my Nigga suited blue-grey

This is what a Nigga had to say

Ohuuuuuuuh

Verse 1:

[Soopafly]

I was about 16 years old

Runnin the streets of Long Beach

Nigga, straight fuckin' up

Every party that I went to

I had to stuck a frame (Daz: Motherfucker)

For my name is Soopa

What the fuck you say

I think he saw the handle on my .44

When he get seated

22 I was reachin' fo'

I show you how you do when shit blow up

1, 2, squeeze and

Your party over Nigga

Move on to the next one

You should've brought a few mo' Niggas

For some protection

You fuckin' with notorious ass G's (Daz: But they don't hear you though)

You never get passed these

1, 2, 3, 4, 5 think is that we straight dumpin'

That's why I'm always into somethin'

I fade, fade until a Nigga broke

To show em that I ain't no motherfuckin' joke

But with that a sucka ' thought he could check me

But the guard sent his ass directly

Yo, to his G-R-A-V-E

Bein' stupid try to P-L-A-Y me

Yo, listen well to me

Spell it to the underground

Nobody playin' pussy

So I'm layin' it down

A little somethin' from the motherfuckin' DPG

Soopafly from O.G. 2 B.G

Chorus: x2

[Snoop Sample]

A G is a overseer

A overseer sees

[Soopafly]

From O.G. 2 B.G

Verse 2:

[Kurupt Tha Kingpin]

The motherfuckin' game change a lot again

Aw shit, the streets is hot again

I'm touching down in 2 months

Rolling with the homie Swoop and a couple sluts

Let me call the homie now, Nigga

Phone check punk

I poke Niggas down

When I'm in the yard, the bar

The Niggas just angin' (Daz: Dogg Pound)

But when I get out I'm back bangin'

Rollin', I can't be helt no motherfuckin' mo' (Right)

As soon as I get out the motherfuckin' do' (Right)

Chevrolet, straight sittin' on low ? (Right)

Now it's on till it's on till the brake of dawn

You fuckin' with notorious ass G's

Nigga, punk, bitch please

From gettin' quoted on the hood till packin'

Murders, slangins' and jackins'

I rather fuck you bitch

Now go tell your Nigga you made the right switch

My lesson is my ho, respect me

K-U-R-U-P-T from O.G. 2 B.G

Chorus: x2

[Kurupt]

Daz Dilli Mr. gangsta, gangsta

Tell us about the days of way back

Verse 3:

[Daz Dillinger]

Slangin' cars, hangin' hard

Upon the boulevard

Gaining' stars as a young Nigga behind bars

My release date, I'm funky fresh out the gate

I can't wait, demonstrate

Who thought I was gone for a long way

Now I'm back with a Tec-9 and a Strap

And with that in my heart Nigga

You know ain't no turnin' back

Called up Kurupt and Dr. Dre to load up the AK

Let's put some work on these Niggas

To let them know we don't play

Blew, Blew we skate out around the corner

Creep up on 'em, and commence

To makin' all y'all goners

Gaining rep for my shelf

It was no big time shit

A little Nigga puttin' big niggas

All in check

All with a nitty 14

Was all what it seems

In cape of horrible dreams

Trapped, with a helluva machine

Grip the pistol to your temple

Let you know, plain and simple

How back in my vehicle

Bullets flyin' like missiles

So what's on and on

And that's the way it should be

Motherfucker from O.G. 2 B.G

Chorus: x6

[Daz Dillinger]

Yeah, 1999