J.R. Writer - Ima Real OG Writer's Block Vol. 3 Lyrics typed by Ashley <> ------------------------------------------- [Intro] SAGA! DAMAGE! YES SIR J.R Writer....to all of my g's coast to coast FLACO THE GREAT! [Hook] I'M A REAL O.G (YOU AIN'T HEARD ABOUT ME?) I'M A REAL O.G (J.R WRITER NIGGAAAA) I'M A REAL O.G (YOU AIN'T HEARD ABOUT ME?) [J.R. Writer] I been the hardest with them bars of piff, you could tell JR is sick Pardon prick, we started this...you can never harm a dip (never) You niggaz harm-a-less, you would never harm a tick I ain't too happy but ya girl give me the marvelous I'm a quarter brick, something you would jog to pitch This is that lean boy, you still got ya starter kit I ain't bothered with...these niggaz you see talking When we ride past, same niggaz you see walking (true story) It's just sickening, I be listening They rap about they man fucking ride that they sitting in (get some wheels!) They ain't whipping em, nor stick-shifting 'em All his broke ass know how to do is GET IN EM You's a slouch nigga glue up ya mouth (shut up!) I copped a Charger way before you ever knew it was out STOP!...you was never hot, I'm a 100 times better ock Yeah your up, so up...I bet you that you'll never drop [Hook] [J.R. Writer] Now...I got these bastards hating cause I'm in an Aston racing (true story) Switch lanes, cross 'em over like I'm Gary Payton Don't know my way around? Directions ain't aggrevating (why?) I'll have a whole conversation with my navigation! You move sloppy, hopping off a Ducatti? I'm bout to make my 2nd car a Bugatti It's true mami, tear seats, blue body 1.2 ocky, since Jim copped that new Maesi (Maesaerati) You dude's throppy, I'm paid cause I'm nice You will never ever see a day of this life I keep K's for the fight.....so when I say give me "My Space" no I don't mean a page on a site The K that I spray out you'll lay with the mice We paid out, I can get you grey for a price Look take my advice......or lay in the river Don't you dare say my name if you ain't a good swimmer!