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dj sound - o.s.p. كلمات الأغنية

[intro: dirty red & lil bay]
o.s.p. is the sayin’_
ya’ll suckers quit playin’, with them loaded guns in ya hand
o.s.p. is the sayin’_
ya’ll suckers quit playin’, with them loaded guns in ya hand
understand, k!llin’ one another ain’t the best route
take a little time out (listen to what i’m talkin’ about)
osp, osp, we ain’t gotta keep on makin’ enemies

[verse 1: dirty red]
way back in the days, i used to play
and if you got out of line, then you’d have to throw them hay’s
nowadays, busters run and get a gun
mess around and k!ll or somethin’
innocent bystander, now you’re on the run
livin’ in the fast lane, ain’t caring about a d_mn thang
’cause all you wanna do is shoot, shoot, shoot that thang
high as the cost of livin’, now you’re thinkin’ of robbin’ and k!llin’, stealin’
you need to start chillin’, stop k!llin’
we brothers need to come together, get up on another level
before the kkklan grabs that shovel
and dig a grave, remember the days, when we were slaves? don’t be amazed
on the street, peace, on the street, peace, on the street, peace
when will this d_mn k!llin’ cease, at least?
’til we try to solve the problem, don’t grab the revolver
’cause you’re headed for muddy water
we’ll slaughter on a man, and you ran
thought you had the master plan, in yo’ hand
“pop, pop, pop,” was the sound, you gunned ’em down
now, you’re 201 [?], lower_level bound
in a cell, cold as h_ll, [?] dealin’
straight death bound, downtown, ain’t ate a meal in days
don’t be amazed, it’s like i say, remember the days? we’re just some slaves
[chorus: dirty red & lil bay]
osp, osp, we ain’t gotta keep on makin’ enemies
osp, osp, we ain’t gotta keep on makin’ enemies
osp, osp, we ain’t gotta keep on makin’ enemies
osp, osp, we ain’t gotta keep on makin’ enemies

[verse 2: lil bay & n_gga creep]
it’s time for osp, ya’ll k!llers need to make peace on the street
before we’re in the [?], and ain’t eaten all week
to the devil’s clan, k!lled the man, thought you had the master plan
now, you’re down in 201, prayin’ and pleadin’ without yo’ gun
[?]
steppin’ up to the car, mane, with yo’ little penny bank inside your hand
took the chrome barrel out, when you put that gat inside his mouth
or that petty hooker freak, now you know that talk is cheap
twenty five years, eighty_five [?]
[?]
osp, osp, on the street, peace, mane
strapped for the choo_choo train, but it ain’t worth a d_mn thang
(calm down, my brothers)
let’s get ourselves together, and do somethin’ that’s clever, whatever, whatever
you know what i’m talkin’ bout, throw all that ana out
get about yo’ cone, let’s get paid, let’s go smoke out
and choke out, and chill out, and forget about all that stupid clout
and best believe, without a doubt, your bankroll stack gon’ get [?]
[chorus: dirty red & lil bay]
osp, osp, we ain’t gotta keep on makin’ enemies
osp is the sayin’_
ya’ll suckers quit playin’, with them loaded guns in ya hand
osp, osp, we ain’t gotta keep on makin’ enemies
osp, osp, we ain’t gotta keep on makin’ enemies
osp, osp, we ain’t gotta keep on makin’ enemies
osp, osp, we ain’t gotta keep on makin’ enemies

- dj sound

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