Teksty:
Ed O G Wishing

insane I'm a dreamer [Edo G] I wish I didn't get searched when I come through customs I wish Christians stop beefin' with Muslims Wish the poor didn'

my thugstas, right turn to the double glock Pull to the curb, smoke with my hustlas Puff, puff, puff to the brain shot Love P.O.D.ed and tweeded, gotta

like loced Run on up, I'll call ya hickory because your gonna get smoked I ain't no joker G 'cause I'm TRU And everybody in my crew a TRU g too I thought

It was my mama, old dad plant the seed like a farmer Life was kind of hard livin' in hell's backyard Didn't have a job, honey fronted on the G O D Shorty

Ran down the alley hotwired a broham Flashbacks of a bloody cop suckin' the chrome I'm lookin' up at me nigga and his name is g G cocked the glock and

thugstas, right turn to the double glock Pull to the curb, smoke with my hustlas Puff, puff puff to the brain shot Love P.O.D.ed and tweeded, gotta get

Layzie Bone:] I know they cant believe it, but its still our turn... [Krayzie Bone:] So lets get P.O.D'ed and tweeded, tweeded, of heeerb.... [Wish Bone

Layzie Bone:] I know they cant believe it, but its still our turn... [Krayzie Bone:] So lets get P.O.D'ed and tweeded, tweeded, of heeerb.... [Wish Bone

so sweet Hypnotize yo' ass like that shit "Knee Deep" And you hate it, gang-affiliated Niggaz be bumpin, just a little somethin from that loc'ed out nigga that cater to the O.G