[The E (& DJ Boss )] Hey yo Boss (Yo, what's up?) Yo man, we been waitin on this break for a long time (Word, long time, gee) But yo, why don't we take
did they know the outcome would be a homicide Better yet a massacre, a disaster 10 B 3 comin atcha Yo man, there is Boss in the van, man And five-o right
gonna make you all stand up Make you shuffle, hustle, and move your butt It'll be like that and it'll stay like that Cause we're OG Style and we want
[VERSE 1: The E] I'm the Original E in effect, y'all Takin out wacks in the place and I can't fall Freakin the beat, the beat I freak, I'm unique and
[VERSE 1: The E] You wanna brag about your DJ, then watch how the Boss play There'll be no hearsay, yo, just a delay From you and your crew cause your
I don't bluff I recite my rhymes in a smooth type of fashion Heads'll sleep while I'm trashin The best - on the set right now is O.G. And I prefer the style
[VERSE 1: The E] As I sit back and think about our problems What's goin on and how we gonna solve em Black man sellin us out to the other color But try
[VERSE 1: The E] I'm just sittin in the crib thinkin 'bout the pay-off My nigga called and he just got laid off Now he wants another j-o-b Where you
[The E] OG Style is in the house My man Ed Jack is in the house And Rap-A-Lot Records is in the house MC Devine is in the house The King Lil J is in
Posse (word) Now it's time to change context (context) Gimme a mic and watch me flex (me flex) Your style's simple, mine's complex (complex) Listen to the style
emcee There's not a new jack swing that can get with E As far as I know, I steadily flow and grow That's why I'm down with the O- G Style in effect and
group signings inside my pillow case Now I'm livin kinda fat Cause I came from the street and made a g with a rap Now you know what my name is G Rap livin
stop!!!, special delivery!!! (I need that) Yeah! G. Dep! Child of the Ghetto!!! (Can I have that?) As we proceed! AHHH!! (Well give it to me) [Verse 2: G
the house tonight He just came from off tour And he wanna tell y'all little bit about where he come from [Snoop Dogg] Palm trees, bad bitches and wannabeez O.G
super Hoover doo-doo stain remover Ha hahhh, yo G, pass the ruler [Chorus] [Verse: 50 Cent] When I was young my M.O. was to go hail the Henny And even
Yea, yea, this shit sound like One, two O'clock in the mornin' with the full moon out Niggaz in they trucks creepin' With a fresh box of ecstasy pills
all soft that we pop shit Fuck that, I'll die before I let the hardcore go Cause I'm a nigga from the G-H-E-T-T-O I got a posse who's airtight, quick
and so on The I C E T, O.G.M.C. L.A.P.D., H A T E (Ho) Watch the mic blow I flip scripts, and the dump drops the ammo Time to get wreck with the new style