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QUE.

OG Bobby Johnson

 

OG Bobby Johnson

(álbum: Who Is Que - 2014)


[Hook:]
Word on the street I'm a suspect
Hanging with the killers in the projects
Potato on the barrel keep quiet (shh)
Catch a nigga slipping from behind (boom)
O.G. Bobby Johnson!
O.G. Bobby Johnson!
O.G. Bobby Johnson!
O.G. Bobby Johnson!

[Verse 1:]
Wipe a nigga out like an outbreak
Choppa start busting make the house shake
Fuck niggas sweeter than a pound cake
Get your eyes on your chin better watch what your mouth say
Lean with the footballs got a nigga tripping (Xans)
Fuck it, fuck it, nigga keep sipping
Dirty AK with the beam on it
Clip so long I could lean on it
Free my niggas locked behind bars
Moved a hundred pounds before a lawyer beat the charge (beat it)
Pack touch down run it back like Marshall Faulk
If a nigga try to rob fuck it hit em with the hawk (boom)

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
Hundred bands on your head get the job done
Throw it up throw it up nigga where ya from
Whole hood hot cause ya nigga hitting licks
Ain't made a mil yet but it's still nigga rich
Stick em up stick em up stick em (stick em up)
How ya want it nigga? Full or the semi
Lurking for the cash, searching for the bag
Young nigga wilding, throwing up flags
Shooters on the roof with a scope (boom boom)
Money make em treat ya like the pope (like a king!)
Work the block like Dikembe in the post (cook 'em up)
Nigga hit it with the fork (hit it)

[Hook]

[Verse 3:]
It's the niggas that you trust that'll prolly turn feds
Hating on ya heart cuz you rocking Hermes
Especially if ya money long, guarantee you turn heads
Ray Ray'll sell it all, gotta watch the shermheads
Hate, hate, hate (hate), jealousy is a bitch nigga trait
These niggas snakes wanna know what ya make
Grimy ass ho, do ya like Larenz Tate (Kane)
Young nigga running with the cannon
Never let a nigga see ya panic
Dope boys in the hood working with the Hispanics
On the phone with the plug, nigga speaking Spanish

[Hook]

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