Lrc OG Original Gangster by Ice-T
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[ar:Ice-T]
[al:OG Original Gangster]
[ti:OG Original Gangster]
[au:Ice-T]
[length:05:01.84]
[by:KEDK]
[re:www.megalobiz.com/lrc/maker]
[ve:v1.2.3]
[00:33.66]Ten years ago
[00:35.26]I used to listen to rappers flow
[00:37.15]Talkin' bout the way
[00:38.28]They rocked the mic at the disco
[00:39.28]I liked how that shit was goin' down
[00:41.45]With my own sound
[00:44.52]So I tried to write rhymes
[00:45.76]Somethin' like them, my boys said,
[00:47.03]"That ain't you Ice,
[00:48.03]That shit sounds like them."
[00:49.28]So I sat back, thought up a new track
[00:51.28]Didn'T fantasize, kicked the pure
[00:53.29]Facts. Motherfuckers got scared
[00:55.03]Cause they weas unprepaired
[00:56.27]who would tell it how it relly was?
[00:57.77]Who dared?
[00:58.52]A motherfucker from the West Coast
[00:59.77]L.A. South Central fool
[01:01.53]Where the Crips and the Bloods play
[01:03.01]When I wrote about parties
[01:04.28]It didn't fit
[01:05.12]Six in the Mornin'
[01:06.29]That was the real shit
[01:07.90]O.G. Original Gangster
[01:25.87]When I wrote about parties
[01:27.21]Someone always died
[01:28.20]When I tried to write happy
[01:29.48]Yo I knew I lied, I lived a life of crime
[01:32.23]Why play ya blind?
[01:33.23]A simple look
[01:33.62]and anyone with two cents
[01:34.86]would know I'm
[01:35.63]A hardcore player fromhe streets
[01:36.87]Rappin' bout hardcore topics
[01:38.88]Over hardcore drum beats
[01:40.12]a little different
[01:41.13]Than the average though
[01:42.36]Jet you through the fast lane
[01:43.61]Drop ya on death row
[01:44.77]Cause anybody who's been there
[01:46.53]Knows that life ain't sho lovely
[01:48.15]On the blood-soaked fast track
[01:49.64]That invincible shit don't work
[01:51.63]Throw ya in a joint
[01:52.89]You'll be comin' out feet first
[01:54.16]So I blst the mic with my style
[01:56.41]Sometimes I'm ill
[01:57.64]The other times buck wild
[01:58.91]But the science is always there
[02:00.66]I'd be a true sucker
[02:02.40]If I acted like I didn'T care
[02:03.65]I rap for brothers just like myself
[02:05.64]Dazed by the game
[02:06.79]In a quest for extreme wealth
[02:08.17]But I kick it to you hard and real
[02:10.42]One wrong move, and you caps peeled
[02:13.17]I ain't no super hero
[02:14.18]I ain't no Marvel Comic
[02:15.41]But when it comes to game I'm atomic
[02:17.41]At droppin' it straight
[02:18.39]Point blank and untwisted
[02:19.90]No imagination needed, cause I lived it
[02:21.91]This ain't no fuckin' joke
[02:23.43]This shit is real to me
[02:24.67]I'm Ice-T
[02:25.66]O.G.
[02:35.41]Two weeks ago I was out at the disco
[02:38.39]Two brothers stepped up to me
[02:39.91]And said
[02:40.28]"Hey yo, Ice
[02:41.16]We don't think you're down
[02:42.27]What set ya claimin'?"
[02:43.27]E drew the Glock, yo my set's aimin'!
[02:45.77]Dumb motherfucker
[02:46.39]Try to roll on me, please!
[02:48.14]I'm protected by a thousand emcees
[02:50.14]and hoodlums and hustlers
[02:51.16]And bangers with Jeri curls
[02:52.65]we won't even count the girls
[02:54.65]Cause they got my back
[02:56.15]And I got theirs too
[02:57.15]Fight for the streets
[02:58.15]When I'm on Oprah or Donahue
[02:59.62]They try to sweat a nigga
[03:00.88]But they just didn'T figure
[03:02.14]What my wit's as quick as a hair trigger
[03:04.16]"He's not your everyday-type
[03:06.15]Prankster."
[03:07.16]I'm Ice-T, the original gangster
[03:26.64]So step to me
[03:28.40]If you think that you're ready to
[03:29.62]Got on your bullet proof?
[03:31.15]Well mine's goin' right through
[03:32.40]This ain't no game to me
[03:33.66]It's hollow fame to me
[03:34.88]Without respect frome streets
[03:36.14]So I don't claim be
[03:37.14]The hardest motherfucker on earth
[03:38.63]Catch me slippin, I can even get worked
[03:41.63]But I don'T slip that often
[03:43.16]there's a coffin
[03:43.90]Waitin' for the brother
[03:44.90]Who comes off soft when
[03:46.39]The real fuckin' shit goes down
[03:47.64]Take a look around
[03:49.23]all them pussies can be found
[03:50.98]they talk a mean fight
[03:52.23]But fight like hoes
[03:53.26]I'm from South Central, fool
[03:54.72]Where everything goes
[03:55.99]Snatch you out your car so fast
[03:56.99]You'll get whiplash
[03:58.23]Numbers on your roof top
[03:59.24]For when the copters pass
[04:00.75]Gang bangers
[04:01.49]Don't carry no switch blades
[04:02.49]Every kid's got a Tec 9 or a
[04:04.24]Hand grenade
[04:05.23]Thirty-seven killed
[04:05.63]Last week in a crack war
[04:07.38]Hostges tied up
[04:08.38]And shot in a liquor store
[04:09.61]Nobody gives a fuck
[04:11.86]"The children have to go to school."
[04:13.35]Well, moms, good luck
[04:14.38]Cause the shit's fucked up bad
[04:15.88]I use my pad and pen
[04:17.38]And my lyrics break out mad
[04:19.11]I try to write about fun
[04:20.62]andthe goodtimes
[04:21.38]But the pen yanks away and explodes
[04:22.86]And destroys the rhyme
[04:24.11]Maybe it's just cause of where I'm from
[04:25.86]L.A. that was a shot gun!
[04:28.62]O.G. Original Gangster
[al:OG Original Gangster]
[ti:OG Original Gangster]
[au:Ice-T]
[length:05:01.84]
[by:KEDK]
[re:www.megalobiz.com/lrc/maker]
[ve:v1.2.3]
[00:33.66]Ten years ago
[00:35.26]I used to listen to rappers flow
[00:37.15]Talkin' bout the way
[00:38.28]They rocked the mic at the disco
[00:39.28]I liked how that shit was goin' down
[00:41.45]With my own sound
[00:44.52]So I tried to write rhymes
[00:45.76]Somethin' like them, my boys said,
[00:47.03]"That ain't you Ice,
[00:48.03]That shit sounds like them."
[00:49.28]So I sat back, thought up a new track
[00:51.28]Didn'T fantasize, kicked the pure
[00:53.29]Facts. Motherfuckers got scared
[00:55.03]Cause they weas unprepaired
[00:56.27]who would tell it how it relly was?
[00:57.77]Who dared?
[00:58.52]A motherfucker from the West Coast
[00:59.77]L.A. South Central fool
[01:01.53]Where the Crips and the Bloods play
[01:03.01]When I wrote about parties
[01:04.28]It didn't fit
[01:05.12]Six in the Mornin'
[01:06.29]That was the real shit
[01:07.90]O.G. Original Gangster
[01:25.87]When I wrote about parties
[01:27.21]Someone always died
[01:28.20]When I tried to write happy
[01:29.48]Yo I knew I lied, I lived a life of crime
[01:32.23]Why play ya blind?
[01:33.23]A simple look
[01:33.62]and anyone with two cents
[01:34.86]would know I'm
[01:35.63]A hardcore player fromhe streets
[01:36.87]Rappin' bout hardcore topics
[01:38.88]Over hardcore drum beats
[01:40.12]a little different
[01:41.13]Than the average though
[01:42.36]Jet you through the fast lane
[01:43.61]Drop ya on death row
[01:44.77]Cause anybody who's been there
[01:46.53]Knows that life ain't sho lovely
[01:48.15]On the blood-soaked fast track
[01:49.64]That invincible shit don't work
[01:51.63]Throw ya in a joint
[01:52.89]You'll be comin' out feet first
[01:54.16]So I blst the mic with my style
[01:56.41]Sometimes I'm ill
[01:57.64]The other times buck wild
[01:58.91]But the science is always there
[02:00.66]I'd be a true sucker
[02:02.40]If I acted like I didn'T care
[02:03.65]I rap for brothers just like myself
[02:05.64]Dazed by the game
[02:06.79]In a quest for extreme wealth
[02:08.17]But I kick it to you hard and real
[02:10.42]One wrong move, and you caps peeled
[02:13.17]I ain't no super hero
[02:14.18]I ain't no Marvel Comic
[02:15.41]But when it comes to game I'm atomic
[02:17.41]At droppin' it straight
[02:18.39]Point blank and untwisted
[02:19.90]No imagination needed, cause I lived it
[02:21.91]This ain't no fuckin' joke
[02:23.43]This shit is real to me
[02:24.67]I'm Ice-T
[02:25.66]O.G.
[02:35.41]Two weeks ago I was out at the disco
[02:38.39]Two brothers stepped up to me
[02:39.91]And said
[02:40.28]"Hey yo, Ice
[02:41.16]We don't think you're down
[02:42.27]What set ya claimin'?"
[02:43.27]E drew the Glock, yo my set's aimin'!
[02:45.77]Dumb motherfucker
[02:46.39]Try to roll on me, please!
[02:48.14]I'm protected by a thousand emcees
[02:50.14]and hoodlums and hustlers
[02:51.16]And bangers with Jeri curls
[02:52.65]we won't even count the girls
[02:54.65]Cause they got my back
[02:56.15]And I got theirs too
[02:57.15]Fight for the streets
[02:58.15]When I'm on Oprah or Donahue
[02:59.62]They try to sweat a nigga
[03:00.88]But they just didn'T figure
[03:02.14]What my wit's as quick as a hair trigger
[03:04.16]"He's not your everyday-type
[03:06.15]Prankster."
[03:07.16]I'm Ice-T, the original gangster
[03:26.64]So step to me
[03:28.40]If you think that you're ready to
[03:29.62]Got on your bullet proof?
[03:31.15]Well mine's goin' right through
[03:32.40]This ain't no game to me
[03:33.66]It's hollow fame to me
[03:34.88]Without respect frome streets
[03:36.14]So I don't claim be
[03:37.14]The hardest motherfucker on earth
[03:38.63]Catch me slippin, I can even get worked
[03:41.63]But I don'T slip that often
[03:43.16]there's a coffin
[03:43.90]Waitin' for the brother
[03:44.90]Who comes off soft when
[03:46.39]The real fuckin' shit goes down
[03:47.64]Take a look around
[03:49.23]all them pussies can be found
[03:50.98]they talk a mean fight
[03:52.23]But fight like hoes
[03:53.26]I'm from South Central, fool
[03:54.72]Where everything goes
[03:55.99]Snatch you out your car so fast
[03:56.99]You'll get whiplash
[03:58.23]Numbers on your roof top
[03:59.24]For when the copters pass
[04:00.75]Gang bangers
[04:01.49]Don't carry no switch blades
[04:02.49]Every kid's got a Tec 9 or a
[04:04.24]Hand grenade
[04:05.23]Thirty-seven killed
[04:05.63]Last week in a crack war
[04:07.38]Hostges tied up
[04:08.38]And shot in a liquor store
[04:09.61]Nobody gives a fuck
[04:11.86]"The children have to go to school."
[04:13.35]Well, moms, good luck
[04:14.38]Cause the shit's fucked up bad
[04:15.88]I use my pad and pen
[04:17.38]And my lyrics break out mad
[04:19.11]I try to write about fun
[04:20.62]andthe goodtimes
[04:21.38]But the pen yanks away and explodes
[04:22.86]And destroys the rhyme
[04:24.11]Maybe it's just cause of where I'm from
[04:25.86]L.A. that was a shot gun!
[04:28.62]O.G. Original Gangster
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