Lyrics O.G. Original Gangster - Ice-T
Ten
years
ago
I
used
to
listen
to
rappers
flow
Talkin'
bout
the
way
They
rocked
the
mic
at
the
disco
I
liked
how
that
shit
was
goin'
down
Dreamt
about
ripping
the
mic
with
my
own
sound
So
I
tried
to
write
rhymes
Somethin'
like
them,
my
boys
said
"That
ain't
you
Ice
That
shit
sounds
like
them."
So
I
sat
back,
thought
up
a
new
track
Didn'T
fantasize,
kicked
the
pure
Facts.
Motherfuckers
got
scared
Cause
they
weas
unprepaired
Who
would
tell
it
how
it
relly
was?
Who
dared?
A
motherfucker
from
the
West
Coast
L.A.
South
Central
fool
Where
the
Crips
and
the
Bloods
play
When
I
wrote
about
parties
It
didn't
fit
Six
in
the
Mornin'
That
was
the
real
shit
O.G.
Original
Gangster
O.G.
Original
Gangster
O.G.
Original
Gangster
O.G.
Original
Gangster
O.G.
Original
Gangster
O.G.
Original
Gangster
O.G.
Original
Gangster
O.G.
Original
Gangster
O.G.
Original
Gangster
When
I
wrote
about
parties
Someone
always
died
When
I
tried
to
write
happy
Yo
I
knew
I
lied,
I
lived
a
life
of
crime
Why
play
ya
blind?
A
simple
look
And
anyone
with
two
cents
Would
know
I'm
A
hardcore
player
fromhe
streets
Rappin'
bout
hardcore
topics
Over
hardcore
drum
beats
A
little
different
Than
the
average
though
Jet
you
thru
the
fast
lane
Drop
ya
on
death
row
Cause
anybody
who's
been
there
Knows
that
life
ain't
sho
lovely
On
the
blood-soaked
fast
track
That
invincible
shit
don't
work
Throw
ya
in
a
joint
You'll
be
comin'
out
feet
first
So
I
blst
the
mic
with
my
style
Sometimes
I'm
ill
The
other
times
buck
wild
But
the
science
is
always
there
I'd
be
a
true
sucker
If
I
acted
like
I
didn'T
care
I
rap
for
brothers
just
like
myself
Dazed
by
the
game
In
a
quest
for
extreme
wealth
But
I
kick
it
to
you
hard
and
real
One
wrong
move,
and
you
caps
peeled
I
ain't
no
super
hero
I
ain't
no
Marvel
Comic
But
when
it
comes
to
game
I'm
atomic
At
droppin'
it
straight
Point
blank
and
untwisted
No
imagination
needed,
cause
I
lived
it
This
ain't
no
fuckin'
joke
This
shit
is
real
to
me
I'm
Ice-T
O.G.
Original
Gangster
O.G.
Original
Gangster
O.G.
Original
Gangster
O.G.
Original
Gangster
O.G.
Original
Gangster
O.G.
Original
Gangster
O.G.
Original
Gangster
O.G.
Original
Gangster
O.G.
Original
Gangster
Two
weeks
ago
I
was
out
at
the
disco
Two
brothers
stepped
up
to
me
And
said
"Hey
yo,
Ice
We
don't
think
you're
down
What
set
ya
claimin'?"
E
drew
the
Glock,
yo
my
set's
aimin'!
Dumb
motherfucker
Try
to
roll
on
me,
please!
I'm
protected
by
a
thousand
emcees
And
hoodlums
and
hustlers
And
bangers
with
Jeri
curls
We
won't
even
count
the
girls
Cause
they
got
my
back
And
I
got
theirs
too
Fight
for
the
streets
When
I'm
on
Oprah
or
Donahue
They
try
to
sweat
a
nigga
But
they
just
didn'T
figure
What
my
wit's
as
quick
as
a
hair
trigger
"He's
not
your
everyday-type
Prankster."
I'm
Ice-T,
the
original
gangster
So
step
to
me
If
you
think
that
you're
ready
to
Got
on
your
bullet
proof?
Well
mine's
goin'
right
thru
This
ain't
no
game
to
me
It's
hollow
fame
to
me
Without
respect
frome
streets
So
I
don't
claim
be
The
hardest
motherfucker
on
earth
Catch
me
slippin,
I
can
even
get
worked
But
I
don'T
slip
that
often
There's
a
coffin
Waitin'
for
the
brother
Who
comes
off
soft
when
The
real
fuckin'
shit
goes
down
Take
a
look
around
All
them
pussies
can
be
found
They
talk
a
mean
fight
But
fight
like
hoes
I'm
from
South
Central,
fool
Where
everything
goes
Snatch
you
out
your
car
so
fast
You'll
get
whiplash
Numbers
on
your
roof
top
For
when
the
copters
pass
Gang
bangers
Don't
carry
no
switch
blades
Every
kid's
got
a
Tec
9 or
a
Hand
grenade
Thirty-seven
killed
Last
week
in
a
crack
war
Hostges
tied
up
And
shot
in
a
liquor
store
Nobody
gives
a
fuck
"The
children
have
to
go
to
school."
Well,
moms,
good
luck
Cause
the
shit's
fucked
up
bad
I
use
my
pad
and
pen
And
my
lyrics
break
out
mad
I
try
to
write
about
fun
Andthe
goodtimes
But
the
pen
yanks
away
and
explodes
And
destroys
the
rhyme
Maybe
it's
just
cause
of
where
I'm
from
L.A.
that
was
a
shot
gun!
O.G.
Original
Gangster
O.G.
Original
Gangster
O.G.
Original
Gangster
O.G.
Original
Gangster
O.G.
Original
Gangster
O.G.
Original
Gangster
O.G.
Original
Gangster
O.G.
Original
Gangster
O.G.
Original
Gangster
1 New Jack Hustler (Nino's Theme)
2 Intro/Rhyme Pays
3 What Ya Wanna Do?
4 Freedom of Speech
5 Home of the Bodybag
6 First Impression
7 Ziplock
8 Mic Contract
9 Mind Over Matter
10 Ed
11 Bitches 2
12 Straight Up Nigga
13 The Hunted Child
14 O.G. Original Gangster
15 Evil E - What About Sex?
16 Fly By
17 Midnight
18 Fried Chicken
19 M.V.P.s
20 Lifestyles of the Rich and Infamous
21 Escape from the Killing Fields
22 Pulse of the Rhyme
23 The Tower
24 This One's For Me
25 Hit the Deck
26 Black 'N' Decker
27 6 'N the Mornin'
28 Make It Funky
29 Somebody Gotta Do It (Pimpin' Ain't Easy)
30 409
31 Sex
32 Pain
33 Intro
34 Power
35 Drama
36 The Syndicate
37 Personal
38 High Rollers
39 Grand Larceny
40 Outro
41 Shut Up, Be Happy
42 The Iceberg
43 Lethal Weapon
44 You Played Yourself
45 Peel Their Caps Back
46 The Girl Tried to Kill Me
47 Ya Shoulda Killed Me Last Year
48 I'm Your Pusher/Pusherman
49 My Word Is Bond
50 Prepared to Die
51 Street Killer
52 The House
53 I Love Ladies
54 Squeeze the Trigger
55 Radio Suckers
56 Girls L.G.B.N.A.F.
57 Heartbeat
58 Soul On Ice
59 Body Count (Greatest Hits: The Evidence)
Attention! Feel free to leave feedback.