Make Peace Songtext
von O.G.C.

I don′t know man

You front on Louie, you front on Dogg
You front on Dogg, you front on Louie
And if you front on Louie and Dogg

Then you frontin' on me
I done went from being the student to become the professor
I don′t care what I say so it ain't no pressure
The game's full of bitch niggas, snitches, molesters

I was out like a fuckin′ Shark Tank investor
It′s shameless
Corny niggas tryna be famous


On my dick hatin' on me like my name Chris
We don′t speak the same language
Shit could get dangerous
Pull a jacket to the side and I show 'em the stainless
Nigga you bogus
Talkin′ 'bout Strang ain′t focused
I don't even rap no more to be the dopest
But y'all do
And none of y′all be comin′ the closest

Said he out here doin' shit
But I ain′t notice
Nigga said I couldn't do it so I′m gonna prove it
When it comes to a mountain, I'm gon′ move it
Man it's always a side but we don't choose it
Strang one don′t make music
We make movements
So this is brought to you by the outfit
It ain′t about us then it ain't about shit

Back the truck up, detoured, rerouted
I know y′all think y'all can fuck with us
Nigga I doubt it
So I drop this shit so they don′t forget now
The family straight, everything legit now

This ain't no facade, this is how we get down
You can′t stand me? Motherfucker just sit down


You're low budget
The clique is so rugged
I'm at peace
You wanna keep beef so fuck it
They can′t cut it
Weak niggas′ll get punished
I'm at peace
You wanna keep beef so, so

I don′t wanna hear shit 'bout being kings and royalty
Be a man first
Then learn some loyalty
They from the PJ
So these niggas think they hood
Never did shit
But like the little engine they think they could
I be killin′ 'em with will and ′em, my technique is flawless
These so-called cats try to scratch but they be clawless
Flea-bitten felines fuckin' with a mastiff

Kidnap the mic and the crowd get held captive
Kick a hole in the speaker and blow the transistor

Sodomize your sister, ram and hand fister
Mr. Victor claim another victory
28 Years, 35 albums, history
My passport stamped out son I been tourin'

I was the protégé of Price now I′m mentorin′

The Strang one main gun with the Jux
From that Brownsville part of the Brook', watch for the hook

You′re low budget
The clique is so rugged
I'm at peace
You wanna keep beef so fuck it
They can′t cut it
Weak niggas'll get punished
I′m at peace
You wanna keep beef so, so