lirik lagu ysb og - keep your head up
[intro]
ayy, og (rah)
[verse]
4’s up, out the mud, gotta keep the forty tucked
in the field we prayed up, gotta keep your head up
boy, i ain’t scared of nothin’, boy you n~ggas lookin’ dumb
how you with you lookin’ bum, you a bozo n~gga (you a bozo)
you ain’t f~cking no b~tches, you a h0m~ n~gga (you a h0m~)
you ain’t getting no money, then i can’t kick it with ya (i can’t)
sneak dissin’ on my name, then my n~ggas gonna split ya
i be skirtin’ in that whip, smokin’ og out the zip (plug!)
my b~tch better sell a [?], f~ck them motherf~ckin’ p~ss
all you n~ggas talking sh~t, y’all can eat a f~cking d~ck
i ain’t never had sh~t, so i’m goin’ 30 b~tch
now i’m going 80 b~tch, now i’m going 90 b~tch
i be skrrtin’ and i be hittin’ ’em with the motherf~ckin’ switch
and i hit a motherf~ckin’ l!ck, hit a f~ckin’ b~tch (b~tch)
pull up with the motherf~cking tricks, ayy
call me young og, kane [?] (plug!)
ayy, i shoot you in your brain n~gga (ooh, bang!)
ayy, i ain’t never been a lame n~gga
ayy, you n~ggas is some f~ckin’ stains n~gga (you some stains)
ayy, and i’m swervin’ candypaint n~gga
got your main all on my f~ckin’ thangy, n~gga (on my thangy n~gga)
ayy, and i’m rollin’ with my gangy, n~gga (with my gangy n~gga)
know how thе f~ck we mob, know how the f~ck we mob
pull up with thе squad, pull up with the gang
yeah that’s goth gang, yeah that’s sick gang
yeah that’s taliban, throwin’ 4’s up
what the f~ck you mean? 4’s in my cup
do you know what’s up, yeah i do this b~tch
and you know i really do this sh~t
shinin’ check my f~cking wrist
shinin’ check my f~cking b~tch
pull up and threw a hit, might remix a brick
you don’t know sh~t, so why you sayin’ sh~t?
you ain’t never been in no real situations
my n~ggas tote semi’s, that’s a situation
what you know about the dope gang nation? (plug!)
dope running past, know we made it sad
got it f~ckin’ bad, now it’s f~ckin’ bad
no basketball, but i made it clap
off the f~ckin’ wall, ten toes down
n~gga, you ain’t no real n~gga, you ain’t no f~ckin’ hound
my n~ggas blood hounds, i f~ck with crips too
and i f~ck with bd’s and ’em gd’s
vice lords too, real n~ggas though
and you know we get it for the low
we don’t f~ck with dirty hoes
kick them b~tches out the door
b~tches gotta go, i ain’t gon’ never go (never)
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