Omar Credle, (born in 1973 in Brooklyn, New York) is an American Rapper kno… Read Full Bio ↴Omar Credle, (born in 1973 in Brooklyn, New York) is an American Rapper known as O.C. and is a member of the group D.I.T.C.. Omar moved to Queens when he was 11 years old, moving into a street across from Pharoahe Monch. In 1991, he made his recording debut on Organized Konfusion's "Fudge Pudge". One year later he made an appearance on the remix of MC Serch's "Back to the Grill" (which also features a very young Nasty Nas) after meeting Serch on the inaugural Source tour. By 1994, he signed with Wild Pitch Records and made his debut album Word...Life. The album was critically acclaimed and O.C. was destined to stardom. In 1997 he signed to another label called Pay Day Records. There he made his sophmore album Jewelz which was also critically acclaimed and kept O.C. headed in the right direction. By 2000 he was a part of the underground Hip Hop group D.I.T.C. With them he contributed with the group to make their debut album D.I.T.C. One year later he had signed with JCOR records making his third album Bon Appetit which was not as critically acclaimed and was labeled as mediocre. In 2005 he made his fourth album with Grit Records, Starchild which dropped as an import. The album was cited as being an underground classic in the year 2005. Later that year he signed with Hiero Imperium and made his fifth LP, Smoke and Mirrors, which was critically acclaimed.

Who Run It?
O.C. Lyrics

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Niggas don’t want no smoke
Up this bitch and let it blow
I like the way my money flow
Dlo send a blitz
It’s a go
Fuck the opps
Run up the score
Get to the bag

And get some more
We ain’t letting no no
We ain’t letting up no no
Niggas don’t want no smoke
Up this bitch and let it blow
I like the way my money flow
Dlo send a blitz
It’s a go
Fuck the opps
Run up the score
Get to the bag
And get some more
We ain’t letting no no
We ain’t letting up no no
Gorilla Gang no capping yeah
These niggas always cappin yea
Like blitz said these niggas fucking Kaepernick
Yeah 4 nem clapping shit
La bitch we ain’t sparing shit
Niggas claim they whacking shit
But we know they ain’t whackin shit
So much pain
Write a book ima author
Speak onna gang it’s gonna be a slaughter
Yung c3
Yk that I’m a monster
Beat a nigga up
Like ima boxer
Name a nigga
Yk that is hotter
We only eating stake and lobster
We got them chopppas
Helicopters
Bitch I’m the don dada
Big Sticks
Blitz shits
Hit his ass
Quick shit
Bake his ass
Cake mix
Niggas on some hate shit
That’s why they pockets aching
Yeah we gone make it
That’s why these niggas hating
Niggas don’t want no smoke
Up this bitch and let it blow
I like the way my money flow
Dlo send a blitz
It’s a go
Fuck the opps
Run up the score
Get to the bag
And get some more
We ain’t letting no no
We ain’t letting up no no
Niggas don’t want no smoke
Up this bitch and let it blow
I like the way my money flow
Dlo send a blitz
It’s a go
Fuck the opps
Run up the score
Get to the bag
And get some more
We ain’t letting no no
We ain’t letting up no no
Get right or you gone get left
Bitch I’m ballin like I’m Steph
Whip it up bitch I’m the chef
Ignore the bullshit
Like I’m deaf

Ganolbi with the fucking left
These bitch flagging like a ref

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to O.C.'s song Who Run It suggest an aggressive and money-driven mindset, with a focus on winning and not letting up on opponents. The lyrics also reference violence and retribution against those who oppose the artist and his crew. The use of sports references such as "send a blitz" and "run up the score" implies a competitive mentality, while the mention of money flowing and getting to the bag suggests a desire for financial success. The final lines suggest a willingness to fight and overcome obstacles, with the artist asserting his dominance through his skill and strength. Overall, the lyrics reveal an intense and unyielding personality, driven by a desire for success and power.

Line by Line Meaning

Niggas don’t want no smoke
No one wants to mess with us

Up this bitch and let it blow
We'll unleash our power

I like the way my money flow
I enjoy the wealth I'm accumulating

Dlo send a blitz
We're going all out

It’s a go
We're ready to execute our plans

Fuck the opps
We don't care about our enemies

Run up the score
We're winning and will continue to dominate

Get to the bag
We're focused on making money

And get some more
We want even more wealth

We ain’t letting no no We ain’t letting up no no
We're not stopping or slowing down

Gorilla Gang no capping yeah
We're the real deal

These niggas always cappin yea Like blitz said these niggas fucking Kaepernick
Our enemies are always lying

Yeah 4 nem clapping shit La bitch we ain’t sparing shit Niggas claim they whacking shit But we know they ain’t whackin shit
We don't hesitate to use our weapons, and we know our enemies aren't really as powerful as they claim to be.

So much pain Write a book ima author Speak onna gang it’s gonna be a slaughter
We've experienced a lot of struggles, and if I write about our gang, it'll be a story of triumph over adversity

Yung c3 Yk that I’m a monster Beat a nigga up Like ima boxer
I'm a fierce fighter and you don't want to mess with me

Name a nigga Yk that is hotter We only eating stake and lobster We got them chopppas Helicopters
We're living in the lap of luxury and have access to top-of-the-line weapons and transportation

Bitch I’m the don dada Big Sticks Blitz shits Hit his ass Quick shit Bake his ass Cake mix
I'm in charge, and we're using our weapons to take out our enemies quickly and effectively

Niggas on some hate shit That’s why they pockets aching Yeah we gone make it That’s why these niggas hating
Our enemies are jealous of our success and that's why they're trying to bring us down.

Get right or you gone get left Bitch I’m ballin like I’m Steph Whip it up bitch I’m the chef Ignore the bullshit Like I’m deaf Ganolbi with the fucking left These bitch flagging like a ref
You need to get on our level, because we're on top and won't tolerate any disrespect.

Niggas don’t want no smoke Up this bitch and let it blow I like the way my money flow Dlo send a blitz It’s a go Fuck the opps Run up the score Get to the bag And get some more We ain’t letting no no We ain’t letting up no no
Repeating our message about our power and success

Lyrics © DistroKid
Written by: Charles Bailey

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