Getto Jam

Here we go, here we go as the tune starts to bloom With a phat, phat track pumpin' gas One, two, three and this is OG The freaks, would you move your pretty a-ass The ghetto jam is about to slam With some notes from the diggady, D-E As I key, what's really goin' on Would you reminisce with me? Saturday mornin' just gettin' up With a hangover smellin' like a fuck I really can't remember 'cause I'm still kinda faded So I close my eyes and thank God that I made it Now I'm gettin' flashbacks of some O.J With a green glass, that's tangere Took it to the hand, gulped it down with the quickness Now I need a trick so I can handle my business What do you know? A freak's in my reach Threw her on the flo', stuck it in her deep She's screamin', and she's screamin', and she's screamin', gettin' horse But then I busted her gut, and that was that, so kick the chorus Here we go, here we go as the tune starts to bloom With a phat, phat track pumpin' gas One, two, three and this is OG The freaks would ya move your pretty a-ass The ghetto jam is about to slam With some notes from the diggady, D-E As I key, what's really goin' on Would you reminisce with me? My homies are down, chillin' in the hood But them hood bitches, well they ain't no good To the other man, well she might be some good cat But homies in the hood label her as a hood rat (hm) She's scandalous So those with game can fuck And ooh, she'll clown your ass real fast, if you're quick to nut But when you're in that thing She'll make a nigga sing Du-du-dway, du-dum-dway, du-dum-dway But you don't hear me though (fuck it) Ain't nothin' wrong with bein' a Trojan man when you're ridin' So let's kick the chorus please if ya like it Here we go, here we go as the tune starts to bloom With a phat, phat track pumpin' gas One, two, three and this is OG The freaks, would you move your pretty a-ass The ghetto jam is about to slam With some notes from the diggady, D-E As I key, what's really goin' on Would you reminisce with me? My homie's clownin' in his dope, yellow Chevy Too O.D.'ed to be dropped Kenwood's kickin' that funk in the trunk Clean with the rag on top, yeah Rollin down the shore, guess what we saw, some bitches The finest one is on my nuts, she's blowin' kisses So I approached the freak of the week And I played it like a game of blackjack And for all that ass that she toted around Well I offered a backpack And since I'm a mack Well, you know how the story goes So all you hoes and their bros here we go Here we go, here we go as the tune starts to bloom With a phat, phat track pumpin' gas One, two, three and this is OG The freaks, would you move your pretty a-ass The ghetto jam is about to slam With some notes from the diggady, D-E As I key, what's really goin' on Would you reminisce with me? Here we go, here we go as the tune starts to bloom With a phat, phat track pumpin' gas One, two, three and this is OG The freaks, would you move your pretty a-ass The ghetto jam is about to slam With some notes from the diggady, D-E As I key, what's really goin' on Would you reminisce with me? Here we go, here we go as the tune starts to bloom With a phat, phat track pumpin' gas One, two, three and this is OG The freaks, would you move your pretty a-ass The ghetto jam is about to slam With some notes from the diggady, D-E As I key, what's really goin' on Would you reminisce with me?