Wild Cowboys In Bucktown Lyrics - Originoo Gunn Clapazz

Yes, who's that? Boo-ya who's that in the place to be 

Sadat X reppin' with the O.G.C., gun clappaz 

For my peoples throughout the PJ's got my man 

Black reppin' from back in the day 

X files and you know the storm 

Homies loc now it's on so you've been warned 

Dru Ha where you at? Yeah yeah 

O.G. where you at? 

Now who's the bearer of bad news on crews 

When I drop the jewels on fools they say, "Who?" 

Give me my props before I quickly pass the Tek to Steele 

Niggas want record deals without even having skills 

Yo it's ill, how headz still ain't ready 

Down with the Fab 5 without the Freddy 

But deadly perfect ready to wreck any 

Boot camps the best host from east to west coast 

Far from fool make moves like spies in trench coats 

Like this, like that, I'm tired of all y'all crab ass rappers 

Bucktown home of the Original Gunn Clappaz 

Use to be on ocean by the street empire 

See my man Buckshot on Bushwick day back in 9th 

On the uptown blocks of Harlem is where you'll find me 

Louievill Slug the piece with the Top Dawg 

Strangle that ass raise the Ruck down the block or 

Leflaur Leflah if you prefer 

Straight Boot camp cowboys in Duck down 

Soldiers heads creep while y'all bop to the boogie 

Sound boy come uptown to mic check 

Keep it moving sound tight so we moving in the night 

Remenis me and Starange Lemonhead takin' dope 

'Cause I was broke and they heads was wet 

Now Islam on these tracks fuckin' slangin' on them cracks 

Ay yo, dun, dun hold me down on the run 

Ay yo he asked for it, his man saw it 

So it don't mean jack to me 

Ay yo he asked for it, his man saw it 

So it don't mean jack to me, cowboy status 

So much unfairness in this game it's making me hear unclear 

But making me more aware for when y'all niggas come here 

The bottles on and you a gun fool for years 

Uncle [Incomprehensible] is bringin' you brand new face 

O.G.C. blowin' the spot with Sadat 

King of the wild places, better know where you at 

With your loud piece talkin' shut you mouth or keep walkin' 

In the BK Lin stands the Boot camp base 

On the uptown blocks is where the comboys face 

To stay alive show drimve and arrive with the five 

Somebody said it's war I got a boatload of niggas 

Niggas from Uptown and Brooklyn original gun triggers 

Clap off strap off make you baby blood wear 

They always say it's calm before the big storm 

Runnin' rampade through crews it's thee Originoo Gunn Clapp 2 

L O U I E here to bet you, no haps dude 

Back up like gas we pass my tongue lash 

Upon you wack math no mass but too bad for you 

Three two one nigga never knew ya 

Straight from death, dug out Ville Sluggah 

Ha I crack ass to make crews look like, "Who's that" 

Fantastic like Boombastic Sluggah let you have it 

This Brownsville bastard get more tools then gadgets 

But keepin' a baseball bat in stash is how I manage 

Huh, me no need and streets who carry sweeper 

Just combine minds and set traps to catch the creeper 

Ay yo he asked for it, his man saw it 

So it don't mean jack to me 

So who' that with crew phat just like Menate 

Large when I uncharge at all the places that I been at 

Now I take 10 at a time when I rhyme 

Big up East 105th with mad black and dime 

I'm the eight black smoker gert neck choker 

Mack by the crotch make police watch me like Oprah 

Here we come flee three guns on the run 

Brothers best to make way or you'll get done up by the Louie 

To thee wack cats I screw he 

Ask if them niggas ain't up upon their juices 

Sittin' in my room buildin' with the most high 

He game me some advice, said I was sure to share 

So yo listen up we on our own you have to hide your chrome 

'Cause when your pops come home he be 

Lookin' for more then a bust, in God we trust 

He must of been talkin' about us 

It's the Great X I send off to Endor 

On the other side of midnight engineer get the mid right 

With my man Sean Bliggity, this beat right here is meant to be 

The Brooklyn Uptown united I tore down off a pint of this 

Here ay yo O.G. don't stop shit 

Yo hold the dills we keep shit real 

Ay yo he asked for it, his man saw it 

So it don't mean jack to me 

Ay yo he asked for it, his man saw it 

So it don't mean jack to me 

Ay yo he asked for it, his man saw it 

So it don't mean jack to me 

Ay yo he asked for it, his man saw it 

So it don't mean jack to me