OG Bobby Johnson (Remix)

歌手：Que

专辑：OG Bobby Johnson (Remix)

时间：2014-02-28

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OG Bobby Johnson (Remix) 专辑《OG Bobby Johnson (Remix)》Que

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OG Bobby Johnson (Remix) - Que/Snoop Dogg/Pusha T/A$AP Ferg

You are now listening to a Bobby Johnson beat

Word on the street I'm a suspect

Hangin' with the killers in the projects

Potato on the barrel keep quiet shh

Catch a n***a slippin' from behind boom

OG Bobby Johnson

I'm still hanging with them killers and them convicts

Push start no key don't need a locksmith

Pop s**t split your top lift

Chop sticks still knock a n***a right up out his rocksmith

OG Bobby Johnson catch a n***a slipping while he joggin'

Tater on the end of the Ruger

Bottom of the stick hangin' out there Mr Cooper

Word on the street your son he's a thief

Your partner got him stealing radios every week

Told you once jealousy that's a b***h n***a trait

Better keep the grass cut

So you can watch out for the snakes

Word on the street I'm a suspect

Hangin' with the killers in the projects

Potato on the barrel keep quiet

Catch a n***a slippin' from behind

OG Bobby Johnson

Jumped out of bed with a b***h

Right hand on my heat left hand on my dick

Sea salt he robbed than a motherf**ker

OG Bobby Johnson nah n***a never love him

OG LB City is the town

Run up get gunned down

N***a we don't f**k around

Ask Ray-Ray Jay-Jay and Kay-Kay

Shot a n***a in the daytime with the AK

N***a ain't even on the run get loose

Turn stick quick tip bang mine

With the deuce what it do

All my n***as is realer

But Bobby Johnson is a bonafide killer

Mama was a ho step-daddy was a dealer

Yellow brick motherf**king Pittsburgh Steeler

N***a n***a better raise up

Dip my stick n***a when I blaze up

A's up K's up

I'm from the dub where the homies say trey's up

I am cripping with the n***as in the projects

Goin' down where the homie sell the bomb at

And don't get caught out of bounds

We get touchdown shut down n***a get cut down

Real game kill game

Bobby Johnson that's my motherf**king real name deuce

Word on the street I'm a suspect

Hangin' with the killers in the projects

Potato on the barrel keep quiet

Catch a n***a slippin' from behind

OG Bobby Johnson

Just got off a call with the homie Gino

That's my manager he be really boosting my ego hello

Said you crack n***a and every line is a kilo'

I said stop playing stop drinking the Clicquot

Stay out them bars n***a

But really I could kill them with these bars n***a

Really give them scars n***a

I chips on the tooth like Nas n***a

Make me spit cold verses too all these odd n***as

But 50 my favorite rapper he got shot

8 bullets like Leroy and then he got hot

I feel bad I met 'Premo before he got knocked

Cop 4 jackets right out of my pop spot

That Ferg apparel this life will lay down

Cee-Lo with grown ups stacking a Burrough

I can talk about my life but that ain't the hour

Rather Shabba Ranks with a skank and skeet in her mouth

My daddy in heaven I try to keep him smilin'

And take his little brother out to eat Italian

That's my big uncle T Ferg used to be wildin'

But now he getting rapper money

He should be proud of him

I got a thing for dark skin and big booties

Just got into model girls some slim cuties

I'll f**k ya industry b***hes say I did it

Piece of pie but industry b***hes really with it

Sha-Shabba Ranks Sha-Sha-Shabba Ranks

Trying to hop a model chick probably Tyra Banks

Put the potato on the hammer let it bang

'Cause I'm OG Bobby Johnson AAP Mob be the gang

Word on the street I'm a suspect

Hangin' with the killers in the projects

Potato on the barrel keep quiet

Catch a n***a slippin' from behind

OG Bobby Johnson

OG like it's South Central

N***a had a brick in a rental

Since I ain't dead or in jail from it

Put my life in this instrumental

OG Bobby Johnson like I'm straight out of Compton

See my boys in the hood we a menace it's a problem

N***a only know about a kilogram

Old school I could just kill a man

Kids running up to my old school

Get a hundred dollars from the dealer man

I ain't gotta lie in my music

Give you game teach you how to use it

If he ain't trying to help you come up

Leave his broke a*s suck a new dick

My numbers don't lie when the feds taking score

Cellphone in my name that's it nothing more

458 in the driveway

N***as can't see me on the highway

Got the house sitting on the water

Pulling up looking like Somali's

I heard one time from a rich n***a

These n***as' hoes like a b***h n***a

Like the last song on my album

Stay the f**k away from a snitch n***a

Word on the street I'm a suspect

Hangin' with the killers in the projects

Potato on the barrel keep quiet

Catch a n***a slippin' from behind

OG Bobby Johnson

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