Lyrics:
luck
Ba-ba-bad luck
Ba-ba-bad luck
Seven long years of this bad luck
Seven years of bad luck
Surrender with my hands up
I swear that i’ll go quietly
ain't the shooter
(?)
Riding shotty in the chevy (?) know as a Krueger
Lyrical ruler (?)
You lukewarm, boy, go get you a cooler please
Your bitch
5 years later still pulling glass out of my head
Well I should be dead
I should be dead
Black out the last 7 night
Need dad is to borrow the car keys
always on the go
Bro been season with the chips, so his ruffle bag swole
Couple liters when I slip, that's that THC gulp
Couple heaters in this bitch in
And them same damn people turned fake (same damn people turned)
I admit it was so hard to focus (focus)
I didn't go to classes
I admit that I dropped out
Yeah play times over mutha phuckaz
Spice 1's defiantly in muthafuckin' effect.
You know what I'm saying?
Bringing it to all you bitch ass
our own few circles 'round the sun
We get it backwards
And our seven years go by like one
Dog years
It's the season of the itch
Dog years
With
[Too $hort]
One time it's by Lil' Jon and the Eastside Boyz
Who we talkin to man, who we talkin to
Any nigga that act like a wha (bitch)
Any any
seven years
Seven days, seven weeks, seven years
TM-TM
Betrayed by few and I don't fuck with them
These niggas just make me sick, got me coughing out
(Yeah yea turn up)
We stacking up the money and it's 7ft Tall
It's 7ft tall
My niggas some monstars we ballin' so hard
ya bitch said she love me
She
skanks on the way up
Oh, bitch thinks she's heaven-sent
It's evident that she ain't never been with seven inches
Yes, I said seven, I measured it
Seven
Getting home again getting home again
David I said as he started to go
Another years gone by
Won't you write me some time
I'll miss you ,you know
now I just can't go on.G7 F see D7 C7Standing close by my side is our own little pride, he misses your lullaby tune,see E7 F see G7 CAnd his big dark
you going to? (straight)
Do you know?
With my best friend
7-11 (yeah)
We go legend, we go legend (yeah, yeah)
We go legend, we go legend
importants que la beauté
Malheureusement on trouve des hypocrites de tous cotés
I do everything by myself I don't need anybody
B*tch just wear your clothes I
the trunk make the steering wheel shake
Trap nigga turn a 7 to a whole 28
Kept runnin out had to up my weight
Imma big dog in this bitch Great Dane
Ride for
the span of ten years
Bitch I'm ten times two on a scale of one to ten
I'll battle ten crews with the strength of ten men
At nine, I was into crime,
ain't never slept
7AM still some tears I wept
7AM time to drive the Benz
7AM nah its 7AM
Why the fuck this bitch been all on my phone
I swore I block that
Yeah play times over mutha phuckaz
Spice 1's defiantly in muthafuckin' effect.
You know what I'm saying?
Bringing it to all you bitch ass
can
He got a shopping cart full of mad cans
He said he on his way to go cash in
In a good mood, I gave his ass a fifty
Not money, bitch, I gave him a 50
Glock in her nightgown
You know how that go, ain't got shit for a bitch, ain't got shit for a ho
New foreign coupe with the butterfly doors
Made
Once I was seven years old my momma told me
Go make yourself some friends or you'll be lonely
Once I was seven years old
It was a big big world,
I don't bother nobody I pop my shit
Early morning I'm smoking cause bitch I'm Brick
Nineteen years old but I'm ten years down for this shit
really act right
You goddamn right bitch, I'm on drugs and I had like
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
Watch me as I go and take a leap and I
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