OG Bobby Johnson, OG Bobby Johnson
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OG Bobby Johnson, OG Bobby Johnson
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Word on the street I'm a suspect
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Hanging with the killers in the projects
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I don't wanna bale, keep quiet, catch a nigga slipping from behind
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OG Bobby Johnson, OG Bobby Johnson
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OG Bobby Johnson, OG Bobby Johnson
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Ok, we started catching felonies and bank here
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Riding through the hood in a hot box
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In '96, in the hood, had a trap house
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Every day cruise through the city, crack rock
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I got pills in my pocket and a bank roll
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Everybody try me, I don't let the thing go, bust it
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I put a whole crew where you can't go, cousin
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Homie don't like it but he can't do nothing
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Came through busting, I respect that
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You violate a mandatory nigga, break that
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Walk up, pull out a Smith and Wesson, push it real bad
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Now the undercover people left for dead
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They came with the OG's hanging, OZ's hanging
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Styrofoam, double cup, codeine drinking
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You run up 44 B banking, meet you at the crossroad where they don't be singing
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Word on the street I'm a suspect
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Hanging with the killers in the projects
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I don't wanna bale, keep quiet, catch a nigga slipping from behind
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OG Bobby Johnson, OG Bobby Johnson
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OG Bobby Johnson, OG Bobby Johnson
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OG Bobby Johnson (Remix)
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