I'm bound by honor I'm a G from the streets, it's just American Me (Damn) I love them boulevard nights Rollin' in my low-low Slow Pain the cholo and the
Nobody trippin' in my hood [Slow Pain] Nobody trippin' in my hood [Fingazz:] This is the best day of my life [Singer:] Just breezin', chillin', feelin' good Nobody trippin' in my hood [Slow Pain
You a bad, girl Bad girl You a bad girl Bad girl You a bad, girl [Cousin Mario:] Bad girl You a bad girl Bad girl You a bad [Verse 1: Slow Pain] I don
feat. Diamonique) [Slow Pain (Diamonique in background):] Here's a story (What's going on) Of an O.G. Speaking on my hood (Oh) For the very first time
t love me Than to waste your time Pretending We have something Girl, I want to See you smile Again Baby, let's just, be friends [Verse 1: Slow Pain]
floor, drop, drop it on a dime [Pre-Verse] [Chorus 1 & 2] [Slow Pain:] E-Dubb Take me to that gangsta trance Cousin Mario on the track Slow Pain The O.G
(feat. Diamonique) [Diamonique:] Thank you Thank you Thank you Thank you Thank you Thank you [Slow Pain:] Dear God, oh, Father Here me out, one time
(feat. Dsharp) [Slow Pain:] January 11 (January 11) 1973 (1973) I'm writing this letter (I'm writing this letter) To my family (To my family) Doin'
(Homie) On a na-tural high (Homie) You can hear the dogs barkin' (Whoof, whoof) Helicopters in the sky (Rrrrah!) Facing 25 to life Livin' with the pain (Slow Pain
[Slow Pain:] Slow Pain The O.G. The album Past due I made this album for my fans Cause I love you Everything I say Everything I do Is comin' from the
Fingazz in background)] [Fingazz:] Slow love Makin' slow love [Slow Pain:] Have you ever been so in love That you dedicated a song on the radio (Makin' slow love) That you know (Slow
Traduzione: Il dolore lento. Il Og.
Lil' O, Carleone "Mike D", Chris Ward) [Chorus x2] [Lil' O (H.A.W.K)] Hey nigga that's me (that's me) I stay underground so I can shine and stack G'z
every fuckin street like the sound of police who run the street really And every hood let you grow from the hustlaz up at Harlem to the shot callers in O
me cut off the weak you won't decieve us let us mechandise an murderise any an all many will fall. [Verse 5: Bart] It's juss an O.G. call made from
We roll with thug niggaz - YEAH THAT'S HALF MY CREW [A.G.] Half my crew, half my click And half y'all niggaz ain't bigger than half my dick G.D., we
take so long to save us but so fast to clean up? Who's in charge of them green bucks? Cause they supposed to give survivors least two G's plus I need
Sipping drank and smoking dank, passing up the alcohol Buy up the whole mall, invest and make mo' G'd up head to toe, and keep our music playing slow
