O.G. Tech N9ne

[Intro]
Raised in the middle of the land
Full of barbeque stands and the brothers throw hands
Everybody grittin' gettin' grands
Kansas City where the pretty women make you say, "DWAMN!"

[Verse 1]
Kicks it like a donkey cause we famous
Wicked women want me cause I came up
This is were the homies trip and say what
Yo we from the show me get my money, puh-uh-pay up
Got on my Five-O Ones and my gritter posture
I fit her proper, if she papered I'm in her choppers
Lettin' her know this Nina dinner cost her
And I'm finna squash her, so animal like someone better get her doctor
This boy's born and raised in KC, M.I.Z.Z.O.U!
But once in a while I hit the L.K. for ladies
'Cause they straight be, in K.U!
Then back to Kansas City where it's Gates all on they plate
We think about it and we crave it when we vacate
I represent the MO and all the way to K state
Call me Tech N9ne but teachers and students call me A. Yates

[Chorus]
I'm hella fine like the food at Ollie Gates
Strawberry baked bean mixed plate
So everybody just bounce rock skate
Can't wait, O.G!
Ollie Gates (O.G.)
Like Ollie Gates (O.G.)
Like Ollie Gates (O.G.)
Ollie Gates (O.G, Baby!)