Masta k**a - OGs Told Me lyrics

[Verse 1: Boy Backs] Eh-yo, I’m fresh off the airplane, running to the airport Six hours jet lag now I’m smoking Newports Rent a car Trans Am, now I’m on transport I can drive reckless, insurance full tort Rap is my hobby, racing is my new sport Backs on the mission, y’all better abort I never cop pleas I just take it to court Catch me in the projects still drinking a quart Sitting on crates, my c**aine is great My weed even better we never smoking that [?gredda?] Pure garbage, Back was in bad b**h With Tommy Green I’m still spending that cabbage Pull a pistol, still letting ’em have it 32 sub you can call me magic David Blaine I’m back simple and plain Prince’s not aware of rap’s John McCain [Chorus: MoeRoc] My OGs told me, said my OG told ’bout money My OG told me ’bout life My OG told me, said the OG told me Said the OGs told me that real My OG told me ’bout money My OG told me ’bout life My OG told me, said the OG told me I said the OGs told me that real [Verse 2: Masta k**a] Peace yelling drum the kick, k**a [?Murdy?] Clique Billion dollar motion picture, figure n***as Thousand dollar baller, riches k** snake and snitches Diamond pinky ringing for the b**hes Listen to the greatest rap murderer, East Medina warrior Snow-colored Benz and no winter, Wu forever Don’t you ever think we ain’t forever, still tough in the leather Still taking money, monumental words For the mental still lethal, spit fly sh** seasonal Major League, universal song rang regional But still in these concrete streets where life is so real I still set sail for my peoples ’cause I see you [Chorus: MoeRoc] My OGs told me, said my OG told ’bout money My OG told me ’bout life My OG told me, said the OG told me Said the OGs told me that real My OG told me ’bout money My OG told me ’bout life My OG told me, said the OG told me I said the OGs told me that real [Verse 3: Boy Backs] Double Benzes, we ride bumping that bumper Rims on every wheel, you rolling with hood vil We so ill, y’all cats is not thrill And the body in the weight get turned to road k** Die slow, my team is on go We 55 deep and wearing that logo I’m a lion born a Leo When you know I got soul but never a neo Y’all rappers is broke like T.O Better off running up in the bank like Cleo Set it off, I’m quick to let it off High with weed and a bottle of Smirnoff [Chorus: MoeRoc] My OGs told me, said my OG told ’bout money My OG told me ’bout life My OG told me, said the OG told me Said the OGs told me that real My OG told me ’bout money My OG told me ’bout life My OG told me, said the OG told me I said the OGs told me that real [Outro: Masta k**a] Wu-Tang forever, n***a Wu-Tang forever, n***a Wu-Tang forever, n***a