O.G. – Neck of the Woods

O.G. – Neck of the Woods Lyrics

Artist: O.G.
Song: Neck of the Woods

Uptown!
Yeah
Yeah
N***a!

Well let me take you to the neck of the woods
In my hood (Uptown!)
Show you what we livin’ like
(Uptown!)

Well let me take you to the neck of the woods
In my hood (Uptown!)
Show you what we livin’ like
(Uptown!)

Chyeah! Gangsta to the core
Ankle-wrap flamer, paint your kitchen floor
With your wh#re, sh*t you can’t ignore
Things you endure when you f**king with the boy!

All I heard was, “Weezy, don’t kill me no more”
I hear your bullsh*t, I play matador
I’m outta categor-y, I ain’t there with y’all
I got a positive vibe, but I ain’t scared of y’all

Get the kid negative, never that at all
That rat-a-tat go off, that blat-kak-kak-kak-kak-kak
I gotta b*t*h so fine, her name Pérignon
She know how to stash quarters in her carry-on

I blow out-of-town grass when I’m out of town
Uptown in the building—not a sound
‘Cause killers don’t get heard about
They get whispered about or you get murdered out, n***a!

Well, let me take you to the neck of the woods
In my hood (Uptown), show you what we livin’ like
Walking like a man, finger on the trigger
Got money in my pocket, I’m a uptown n***a, n***a!

Well, let me take you to the neck of the woods
In my hood (Uptown), show you what we livin’ like
Walking like a man, finger on the trigger
Got money in my pocket, I’m a uptown n***a, n***a!

The first shot, the first n***a got shot
We bust him open like a blunt on a Marley, n***a (Yeah)
A hundred Gs, n***a, score us some keys
And then we went to the hood (Believe that)

And then we started to ballin’, n***a (Started ballin, n***a)
We know them people been paper chasin’ (Watch them)
So we stay out the way
Then we pull out the Harleys, n***a (Let’s ride)

We keep the gauge close (Yeah), in case you won’t know (Ugh)
You come to the hood? I bet you a target, n***a
It’s all good ’til you catch a case
A n***a never escape because you ‘dicted to money, n***a (You addicted to money)

Well, let me bring you back yesterday (Yeah)
A lil’ homie I know got full of that barma n***a
F**kin round wit’ that Kid-N-Play (Play too much, mayne)
N***a f**kin with G’s, a n***a twisted his body, n***a (Twisted his body)

Well, let me tell you ’bout this game I know
You keep flippin’ dough, homie?
And you’ll be riding the flyest, n***a
Well, let me take you to the neck of the woods

In my hood (Uptown), show you what we livin’ like
Walking like a man, finger on the trigger
Got money in my pocket, I’m a uptown n***a, n***a!
Well, let me take you to the neck of the woods

In my hood (Uptown), show you what we livin’ like
Walking like a man, finger on the trigger
Got money in my pocket, I’m a uptown n***a, n***a!
You got it on your mind, let daddy say somethin’

All that play buckin’ gon get your face buttoned up
Now when you smirk, you look like Jay-Z’s shirt
F**kin with that turf, I’m puffin’ on that Smurf
F**k you, come holler

And tell poppa put away your dollas, your son got choppas
And if you got enemies, your son got enemies
Yeah, believe that, n***a! f**k ’em!
That’s uptown energy, n***a!

Don’t waste no time on no bullsh*t (Bullsh*t ain’t hood sh*t)
If it ain’t hood sh*t, we spend a lil paper, n***a
Well if you catch ’em in the hood n***a
It’s all good; sh*t, go ‘head, do me that favor, n***a

Well, let me take you deep down in the inside (Deep down)
It’s where they hustle
And the homies try to get it right (Grind, n***a)
It’s when you got to ride, it’s when the homie die

And the money can’t stop the pain in the inside
Well, let me take you to the neck of the woods
In my hood (Uptown), show you what we livin’ like
Walking like a man, finger on the trigger

Got money in my pocket, I’m a uptown n***a, n***a!
Well, let me take you to the neck of the woods
In my hood (Uptown), show you what we livin’ like
Walking like a man, finger on the trigger

Got money in my pocket, I’m a uptown n***a, n***a!
Please believe it
Birdman and Birdman Junior
We hear them b*t*h-ass n***as talking, you heard?

But we up by one, you heard?
They playing catch-up
Cash Money Millionaires
Hot Beezoh! Holding it down, Birdman

You got a problem?
You know how we rock, homie!
Hold Uptown down, big dog!
Big dog! You heard me?
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O.G. Lyrics – Neck of the Woods

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From the album:
Talk to Me
Release Year: 2020