[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame]
Shawty, I got nigga knowledge
Smart on these streets, I know my history
Give back to my folks, pay homage
Surviving these streets, one day an OG
[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame]
Can't let my life pass me
Rappers get me aggy
They sucking dick like Maggie to get they records played
I ain’t gon' say no names
You know I wreck a stage
I'm on my second chapter
You wanna fill page
They think a ninja dumb
I sip brown rum
I seduce the beat
Make the track cum
Check my track, son
They wonder ’bout the bread
And how much I'm making
Lead my generation
I feel like the pope
I got high hopes
Overseas shit
Channel out bullshit
Rappers like a TV, telling lies to your vision
With sold out shows [?]
[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame]
Shawty, I got nigga knowledge
Smart on these streets, I know my history
Give back to my folks, pay homage
Surviving these streets, one day an OG
[Verse 2: YG Hootie]
I got street smarts, and a bunch of hood knowledge
I learned more from the block, then I ever would in college
So I dropped out, traided in my school books for a drop top
I'm [?] watch
[?] even more [?]
I didn't need [?] make her boy become a soldier
I got partners to feed, chump
My pockets need lumps
Believe, punk
I be in the streets like a speed bump
The fly nigga that's known to make the freaks jump
So tell them pour up some liquor, light up each blunt
For my OG's, that mold me before he
Picked up a mic, or ever chose beats
[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame]
Shawty, I got nigga knowledge
Smart on these streets, I know my history
Give back to my folks, pay homage
Surviving these streets, one day an OG
[Verse 3: Lil Capp]
I'm so motherfucking grown when I come through
Everything green, living life in the jungle
Go hard in the trenches, boy, you better not fumble
'Cause if they know you pussy, then them niggas gon’ hunt you
We hit your block and all blast like [?]
Grove Street University, G.S.U
I graduated, motherfucker, I got nigga knowledge
Don’t cross the line, if you don't know shit about trigger knowledge
Trigger-nomitry, you can do the math
Multiply them grams, when we moving them slabs
Divide your ass up, for fucking with the fam
Subtract a family member, we don’t give a damn
[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame]
Shawty, I got nigga knowledge
Smart on these streets, I know my history
Give back to my folks, pay homage
Surviving these streets, one day an OG
[Verse 4: YG Hootie]
This just my destiny, I thank the hood for blessing me
Nigga knowledge, fuck college, I'm being honest
Tryna run some real stacks up, feed my riders
No heavy [?] Rose [?]
I'm P.I., [?]
Who are you?
I'm YG Hootie Who
Thinking shit boolay, get your ass suflayed
Three Glocks, two K’s, that's a hood mission
I ain't right with my folks, Kurt Cobain
Suicide, if you go against the fam, get slain
Homage to every OG who made they name
I'm on my game, bitch, I wrote this on a plain
[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame]
Shawty, I got nigga knowledge
Smart on these streets, I know my history
Give back to my folks, pay homage
Surviving these streets, one day an OG
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