My OG

By Emtee

On Manando

Released on September 15, 2017

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[Chorus]

My OG told me murder everything yeah

If they tripping homie let it bang yeah

Uzoz' umoya like I'm Heavy K yeah

Them bitches love me like I'm Danny K yeah


[Post-Chorus]

I run the city, 50 niggas with me

You don't want no problems, voetsek, hamba kini

Hamba Kini

Tsek hamba kini

Ungjwayel' amasimba ungbheke kahle angsiyikhimbhi

Hamba Kini

Hamba kini

Voetsek hamba kini

Hamba kini

Hamba kini

Hamba kini

Ungjwayel' amasimba ungbheke kahle angsiyikhimbhi


[Verse 1]

I've been working hard for this shit

And I thank God for this shit

Working grave yard for the bricks

100 racks straight on my wrist

I don't spend none on a bitch

Everybody know that's a risk

If you got a problem, we gon' fix

Chains come in two's like the chop sticks

Catch me smoking in the whip

If they catch me I'm in shit

Gotta skrrrr to the crib

Yeah I get it how I live

Got that Sprite, I'ma mix

Drop some ice then I sip

ATM y'all should get with this shit

They know I be oka, expensive like Pogba

Now my money got the zero's and the commas

She said she wanna meet the squad with her chommas

What you sipping? I got Moet and some Pongratz


[Chorus]

My OG told me murder everything yeah

If they tripping homie let it bang yeah

Uzoz' umoya like I'm Heavy K yeah

Them bitches love me like I'm Danny K yeah


[Post-Chorus]

I run the city, 50 niggas with me

You don't want no problems, voetsek, hamba kini

Hamba Kini

Tsek hamba kini

Ungjwayel' amasimba ungbheke kahle angsiyikhimbhi

Hamba Kini

Hamba kini

Voetsek hamba kini

Hamba kini

Hamba kini

Hamba kini

Ungjwayel' amasimba ungbheke kahle angsiyikhimbhi


[Verse 2]

Gotta thank yall for this shit

You the reason I ball in this bitch

Been around the world taking trips

Always got that purp taking sips

Yeah you the one that turned into a snitch, huh

Now you mad about my sitch, huh

Now you sadder than a bitch, huh

That I might drop a Louis bag on your bitch, yah

Julle praat te veel, I'm getting dough for real

I won't give you free shit, maybe Oprah will

If you talking money, we can close the deal

Damn these nigga's hating but it's over still

Yeah

I pull up, hop out, whole hood they pop out

Louis, Gucci 'sace, that's a knock out

More money than papao

Le skeem-e nyana se sahao

Goons here with they Glock out

They slap you and you pass out


[Chorus]

My OG told me murder everything yeah

If they tripping homie let it bang yeah

Uzoz' umoya like I'm Heavy K yeah

Them bitches love me like I'm Danny K yeah


[Post-Chorus]

I run the city, 50 niggas with me

You don't want no problems, voetsek, hamba kini

Hamba Kini

Tsek hamba kini

Ungjwayel' amasimba ungbheke kahle angsiyikhimbhi

Hamba Kini

Hamba kini

Voetsek hamba kini

Hamba kini

Hamba kini

Hamba kini

Ungjwayel' amasimba ungbheke kahle angsiyikhimbhi