Lyrics:
through some real, real, gangstas
Out the why 17
Holly Grove solja, can't stop the 17th
Real, real niggas, they be chillen' off Eagle Street
Holly Grove
the 17th and
Couldn't even find ya come to find out
That you were fat mouthin' and you's a ho
The only time you seen the 17th is at a show
Jealous
17th floor in the four seasons
And we sipping champagne and for no reason
We can go shopping for the next season
If you give me lil something
Home is waiting
Waiting there for me
Fifteen-double-O-seven South 17th
I've been dying to tell you
Tell you everything
But I can't seem to find you
of the month, until the 7th
And from the 17th to the end it's like heaven
We go from buying back to selling
Ay, I live like a king, by way of delivery
And we took their shit, now it's time to floss (they like it that way, hah, lock and load)
Twenty-two-year-old 17th Ward vet
Life in the fast lane,
Empty mazes that lack
A little warmth, from 4th to the 17th
From age 4 I was innocent until 17
I got 4 in rotation until the 17th
At 24 a n polished in
5th ward, 6th ward
7th ward, 8th ward
9th ward bound
10th ward, 12th ward
13th, 17th
Eastbank, Westbank
St. Bernard bound
3rd ward, 4th ward
5th
They was trynna rob but I hit the gas they started bussin
4-5-6 Shots got damn I was swervin
April 17th 5pm when it happened
Glock on my head but I
Take me to the coast
Let's go to our favorite spot nobody knows
Just a weekend getaway
A hotel by the beach for a few December days
It's been two
nigga)
Nigga I'm a young nigga claiming that 17th nigga
I heard that nigga B.G. claiming V.L. nigga
(That nigga Turk claiming that T.C. too)
(But I ain't
speed the clock up and pass some time,
June 17th, 1979.
That's my first time being arrested,
I know I did the crime, but I ain't going to confess
nigga
Lil' Wayne representin'
I cut like blades, I bust heads, and break legs
I tear up dreads, take our breads, now go figure
What? From the 17th, I
to feel me till they seein' they blood
Can't hide it though
I represent the 17th Carrollton Hollygrove
That's my G-code
Chorus (Lil Wayne):
Now put
speed the clock up and pass some time,
June 17th, 1979.
That's my first time being arrested,
I know I did the crime, but I ain't going to confess
said, boy
In the year 2000, it's all about Wayne
It's your throne, man, run that thing
17th ward to tha 3rd ward downtown
Do that there
It’s Pimp Juice, from the same Thomas PJ’s
Crawl over to the 17th Ward, been hard
Then I crawl to the east
And I balled in the east now talk ‘bout me
dissin' me
Mom's grabbed me
And then she gets to kissin' me
She thanks the police for my good health
I don't know why
I coulda done that by my muthafuckin'
ladies hearts I'm a thief
I'm not a virgin but Virgo birthday September 17th
And don't ask me for favors 'cause it'll be just like pullin teeth
it helps me clear my head
Mr. James says
Ten years ago I was rich man
Well I had a corporate office
You know that down on 17th and Main
East Side, 17th Ave
Better keep a G-pass on ya G.I. to Chicago
Where the real niggas dead or locked up
Teenage pretty friends get knocked up
some allergies that she dates back to the 17th century.
Somehow she manages in her misery.
Strips in the city and shows all her best tricks.
I mean
nigga
Wayne's sparkin' nigga bulldogs be barkin' nigga
This is the army nigga whoa woedy keep it cool
Fo I get full of the see and D and take out me
200 feet away
And maybe down three doors down
And I've never felt this high before
But you keep me grounded on the 17th floor
And you looked so pretty
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