OG Bobby Johnson
By Montana Of 300 & Talley Of 300
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[Hook]:
They swearing up and down, they 'bout it but they not
6 shots in a pump and it stay cocked
Pop an op in his back like Jay Rock
You're life's cool bitch I hit em with a face shot
Oooo!
OG Bobby Johnson [x4]
[Verse 1: Talley of 300]
Daddy gone, boy streets done raised me
At 6 learned to bang heat
Swore if a nigga ever tried to play me
Come with armed forces til' his family navy, nigga
Of top, it's like a ceiling on a room
It's a thorn sharp shot
Like a fucking harpoon, hit em dead
Let his niggas feel it, strike him like the moon hit 'em
Put em all in suits like a groom fittin' yea
Catch me with a thick thigh, round brown
Getting head like a hood nigga'
She blow it like a fire on that wood nigga'
Tryna get it started, boy them bitches love a hood nigga
Hoe I'm from the bottom
Like a diamond
Straight outta the field, nigga we ain't get it honest
We was robbin
Whole team hittas like piranhas
Once it starts its gon' be over that's a promise
Ba! Ba! Ba!
OG Bobby Johnson, nigga
OG got me clouded
Got that 40 on me now and like I'm bowling strike em down
Straight [?] shit on 'em that's space jam
Been in the cuts like a cave man
DOA in South side that's gangland
Bet that pump bring to him to his knees that's amen, huh
John gotti
Another body
Givin free samples if a nigga wanna try me
Broad day, it's gon' be a hommie
Kill him on sight, now that's how you do a body
Ooo!
Yeah the mac gon' make 'em do the cabbage patch
Double em them [?] i got em back to back
And fuck if the people come quickly
I do a 180 drop 30 on 50
You niggas ain't bout that life
No lacking
I'm way more worse than the magic
Since they called me out that night
Walk like [?] I'm blastin'
With a chopper masked up like Zoro
Yea it's fuckin' goin down like a porno
Oh its murder
I'm the one they heard of
But I learned to move around the law that's moral nigga
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Montana of 300]
Jailtime get a nigga mind right
And I'm tryna stay away from all the bullshit
Even though I'm gettin money in the limelight
A nigga still ridin around with a full clip
Word!
They ain't made a jail that could hold me
All the old heads treat me like an OG
All the young niggas acting like they owe me
And all these new haters acting like they know me, nah
Y'all gon' make me go back to the old me
Gucci on my waist where the pole be
All I know is shoot like Kobe
Click-clack pow, then I fade away its O-V
Vroom !
Niggas talking more than Steven A. Smith
But see I ain't never been the one to play with
When I see that nigga, Imma let the K spit
And straight shoot a nigga down like a gay bitch
Grew up with the thugs, around the drugs, and the gunshots
I hope you can run, you can dodge, you can duck shots
Put that on my son
When Imma ride imma bust shots
Pull up laying off like the back like a bus stop
We ain't picking cotton but my niggas in the field
I got niggas doin drills
Dealing for the skrill
Hot boy, want it, gotta get it how you live
Always give them niggas chills when I hit em with the real
Yo' bitch on my pickle cause them bitches know the deal
Iron man, Tony, bouta hit em with the steel
When I come through with the choppers
Yea they lookin like I shotta
Do the opp just like a yappa
Imma pop em like a pill
Pop pop a nigga like eject
[Gunshots]
Pop pop him, popped him, now he next
Bet the ops bouta show a nigga respect
Auto barrel pointed at your chest like a V-neck
Boom!
Yea I put the piece to his chest like deuce
I swear I been at these niggas necks like a noose
My right hand to god
Imma killer on the loose
Now they wanna call a truce
Cause they know I got the juice
I be ballin' like my young nigga AJ
Gettin money, nigga everyday is payday
Remember when I used to get it eating chicken
With my niggas [?]next to JJ
And I still rep my set like ray ray
I just bought a pump and an AK
If i had one wish, then I wish a nigga would
Imma let these niggas sing like Ray Jay
Boom!
Word on the street Imma suspect
But i dont give a fuck what they say
If a nigga wanna try, then a nigga gonna die
Imma send him on a permanent vacay
Boom!
Dominate your city like its my town
Up in traffic never lackin' when Im riding 'round
You gon' find out when I pull that iron out now
Leave a nigga lyin down
Headed back to Chi-town
Vroom!
I just called a body, gotta lay low
I know I might never get a halo
But i gotta 40
Taped up underneath the table
Let a nigga bust in
Imma get to buzzin'
Rah!
[Hook]
They swearing up and down, they 'bout it but they not
6 shots in a pump and it stay cocked
Pop an op in his back like Jay Rock
You're life's cool bitch I hit em with a face shot
Oooo!
OG Bobby Johnson [x4]
[Verse 1: Talley of 300]
Daddy gone, boy streets done raised me
At 6 learned to bang heat
Swore if a nigga ever tried to play me
Come with armed forces til' his family navy, nigga
Of top, it's like a ceiling on a room
It's a thorn sharp shot
Like a fucking harpoon, hit em dead
Let his niggas feel it, strike him like the moon hit 'em
Put em all in suits like a groom fittin' yea
Catch me with a thick thigh, round brown
Getting head like a hood nigga'
She blow it like a fire on that wood nigga'
Tryna get it started, boy them bitches love a hood nigga
Hoe I'm from the bottom
Like a diamond
Straight outta the field, nigga we ain't get it honest
We was robbin
Whole team hittas like piranhas
Once it starts its gon' be over that's a promise
Ba! Ba! Ba!
OG Bobby Johnson, nigga
OG got me clouded
Got that 40 on me now and like I'm bowling strike em down
Straight [?] shit on 'em that's space jam
Been in the cuts like a cave man
DOA in South side that's gangland
Bet that pump bring to him to his knees that's amen, huh
John gotti
Another body
Givin free samples if a nigga wanna try me
Broad day, it's gon' be a hommie
Kill him on sight, now that's how you do a body
Ooo!
Yeah the mac gon' make 'em do the cabbage patch
Double em them [?] i got em back to back
And fuck if the people come quickly
I do a 180 drop 30 on 50
You niggas ain't bout that life
No lacking
I'm way more worse than the magic
Since they called me out that night
Walk like [?] I'm blastin'
With a chopper masked up like Zoro
Yea it's fuckin' goin down like a porno
Oh its murder
I'm the one they heard of
But I learned to move around the law that's moral nigga
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Montana of 300]
Jailtime get a nigga mind right
And I'm tryna stay away from all the bullshit
Even though I'm gettin money in the limelight
A nigga still ridin around with a full clip
Word!
They ain't made a jail that could hold me
All the old heads treat me like an OG
All the young niggas acting like they owe me
And all these new haters acting like they know me, nah
Y'all gon' make me go back to the old me
Gucci on my waist where the pole be
All I know is shoot like Kobe
Click-clack pow, then I fade away its O-V
Vroom !
Niggas talking more than Steven A. Smith
But see I ain't never been the one to play with
When I see that nigga, Imma let the K spit
And straight shoot a nigga down like a gay bitch
Grew up with the thugs, around the drugs, and the gunshots
I hope you can run, you can dodge, you can duck shots
Put that on my son
When Imma ride imma bust shots
Pull up laying off like the back like a bus stop
We ain't picking cotton but my niggas in the field
I got niggas doin drills
Dealing for the skrill
Hot boy, want it, gotta get it how you live
Always give them niggas chills when I hit em with the real
Yo' bitch on my pickle cause them bitches know the deal
Iron man, Tony, bouta hit em with the steel
When I come through with the choppers
Yea they lookin like I shotta
Do the opp just like a yappa
Imma pop em like a pill
Pop pop a nigga like eject
[Gunshots]
Pop pop him, popped him, now he next
Bet the ops bouta show a nigga respect
Auto barrel pointed at your chest like a V-neck
Boom!
Yea I put the piece to his chest like deuce
I swear I been at these niggas necks like a noose
My right hand to god
Imma killer on the loose
Now they wanna call a truce
Cause they know I got the juice
I be ballin' like my young nigga AJ
Gettin money, nigga everyday is payday
Remember when I used to get it eating chicken
With my niggas [?]next to JJ
And I still rep my set like ray ray
I just bought a pump and an AK
If i had one wish, then I wish a nigga would
Imma let these niggas sing like Ray Jay
Boom!
Word on the street Imma suspect
But i dont give a fuck what they say
If a nigga wanna try, then a nigga gonna die
Imma send him on a permanent vacay
Boom!
Dominate your city like its my town
Up in traffic never lackin' when Im riding 'round
You gon' find out when I pull that iron out now
Leave a nigga lyin down
Headed back to Chi-town
Vroom!
I just called a body, gotta lay low
I know I might never get a halo
But i gotta 40
Taped up underneath the table
Let a nigga bust in
Imma get to buzzin'
Rah!
[Hook]
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