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conversations.value: Write me a song called OG Bobby Taylor with the following description: Download 28 Grams here!
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conversations.value: [Hook: Wiz Khalifa]
  What you smoking, nigga?
  I'm smoking OG, I'm smoking OG, I'm smoking OG
  I'm smoking OG, I'm smoking OG, I'm smoking OG
  God damn - what you smoking, nigga?
  I'm smoking OG, I'm smoking OG, I'm smoking OG
  I'm smoking OG, I'm smoking OG, I'm smoking OG
  [Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
  Word - pull up on the corner smoking herb
  Nigga, you scared
  So high you talking shit, but I don't hear it
  Hey, hey, woah, church
  I'm smoking that shit from the Earth
  Riding, no shirt, pussy ass nigga do your homework
  Word on the streets, Khalifa's a beast
  Shit, 'bout to go D-Wade, hit 'em with the heat
  Fuck with me, I'm the realest, realest, nigga, I'm the realest
  Blowing on killer while I'm listen to Killa
  Body full of tattoos like a killer
  Word on the streets that I got these niggas upset
  All my niggas from the bottom, from the projects
  I take a bitch home, give her long dick, that long dick
  Yes, hit it then I quit it
  And when I'm in it get the pussy so wet think I'm 'bout to go swimming
  God damn
  [Hook]
  [Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
  Nigga got cash, talking big cash, nigga blow kush, talking big bags
  Niggas still hating on a nigga, hit the weed once, do the Wiz laugh
  Got faded in a mug, god damn I'm tailored up
  Got - papers in my lungs, got it straight from the plug
  Got - what you smoking, nigga?
  [Verse 3: Chevy Woods]
  This a whole P, it ain't no seeds
  But on the real I'mma probably need the whole tree
  Can't fuck with you acting like the police
  The way your bitch pop the pussy, had to go see
  It ain't nothing for your girl like ho, please
  Let you down to do a favor like you owe me
  Soul Train diamonds dancing in this AP
  Taylor Gang, pussy nigga, you don't know me
  Droptop with some twins in it
  Ha, what you doing, boy, I been did it
  Yeah, roll up, let your friends hit it
  Ha, around my city, boy, I been did it
  Man, I can't even lie, y'all don't get high like that
  In the ride like that with a ride like that
  Trey pound like that, but it's all in them raps
  Stop lying to them people acting like you got the pack right now
  [?] it's how you act a real round
  Got a ticket on your head, let my homie hit the lotto
  Big niggas, I don't fight it, see the boom or a bottle
  Word on the street I'm a suspect
  Helicopter too now, I'm a subject
  Face on the news nigga, for the public
  Gotta hide at my cousins in the projects
  Smoking weed with the Crips in the complex
  Twisting OG's with the Bloods in the comments
  'Cause only killer they see is green
  And they gon' do anything for the commas
  T.G.O.D., now they wanna call the feds
  I'm a king smoking all this, all this grass
  What you smoking on, nigga? That's a thread full of trash
  I was in the 9th grade smoking weed after class
  Just a tilt door looking like your car on fire
  This the weed mix, you gon' need a few lighters
  You ain't never smoke no fucking KK, nigga
  And we don't smoke no motherfucking AK, nigga
  Word on the street buy a whole one
  Get good with the plug, he gon' throw one
  Serve your homie who ain't never gon' say shit
  Chef it up in the face like a shogun
  [Hook]