Lyrics:
And say what is this
A gang of player niggas
That's out for dough
Getting money 24
Lil' hawk fo' sho'
Geah
[lil hawk]
Peeping my nigga
We fucking hoes by
insane
24/7 high, I will never change
Need my Vicadin, I need my Lortabs
I need a bad bitch with enormous ass
Every day I'm throwed my nigga
When you
bills lo somolomo dashewo
Smoke weed, pop pills do it overdose
Owu blow, trouble blows but Jehovah knows
Oju tiri komoboy to lo shagbo
24/7 Street mon
Strategize, push it, a nigga Bustin' moves Stickin' to The script, fuckin' with Them real dudes
S-Class ridin', everybody Eatin' 24-7, we get it, Nigga, ain't
I could step on the hardwood knockin' down j's
Kobe
As I would shout
As he took a fader
I hoped it would drop
Kobe
As I would shout
As his fader went
It was crazy how it happened
Some niggaz rolled by in the Riviera cappin'
All I could see was a pistol spittin' rounds
And the boy was just
and a second to die
It was crazy how it happened
Some niggas rolled by in the Riviera capping
All I could see was a pistol spitting rounds
And the boy was
a little nigga by the name of Chris
Nobody paid him any mind, no one gave a shit (ahh)
Knowing he could rap, no one lent a hand
So he went about his
a little nigga by the name of Chris
Nobody paid him any mind, no one gave a shit (ahh)
Knowing he could rap, no one lent a hand
So he went about his
Peace up! Y'all know what it is! Usher baby!
(Uhhh) they ain't ready for this one, shawty
Yeah, mean! (Uhhh)
Haha! This is a
J-Lack Track, man!
Now,
age
Seen all my n***** front page
Taking this shit day by day
Reminiscing all my n***** looking at all they pictures (pictures)
Gone kill all they
the blade
Cutting up
You could catch a fade
Hope you
Catch the hint
By the way
I'm the wave
Ninja Neeks Ag
Hit the J
47
I'll be on my way
Uhh
This is
When I was smoking Ammi
She said look at what you could've been
I say I can be
And I am B
Green screen effect 24/7
Like I smoke wasabi
Chilling in Reno's
one
Or two, or three, five, six, seven if you leave it up to me
I'm down to get down wit cha
Wiggley, Jiggley, turn it all around would ya uhh ohh
the longhall
24/7 365 I’m on call
Born to loose but built to win shout out to Rashad
My baby girl my momma bear shout out to the whole squad
Oh god no he
nur antilope
schriebe mini strofe 24/7 immer droffe
lemonsoda us de dose
dini bitch sie git und git und git die rose
mini nonna wipt und wipt und wipt
breaking tryin' to come on in
But I was already in since way back when
One-nine-seven-five, the saga began
Are to the O-be -O-T-I-N
Eighty-one I was
pay, ashtray, ballet
In François Un Duex trois
Espanol uno dos tres
In German ins zwei drei
But they are 666
You're all working 24/7
All your children
like J.R in Cleveland
Ain't no saving theses hoes ain't no S on my chest
Gotta work hard so I could be the best
24 Hr 7 days with no rest
Niggas change
carnets de texte
Feel like I'm on daily tests
Fuck it j'suis pris d'vitesse
How can I build a carrer and drop some bombs
And stay of myself
I wish I could
And you know im always on my time
I just be calling it fly time
They gave me the mic
Then it's rhyme time
But 24/7 its grind time
Man of the hour like
sage
i'm 24/7 feel strange in me , deletin' the old me ; playin' by my demon says done
lightin' this dark , ain't follow Hasta la Vista
livin'
said he looked like a fag at Maywhether’s pad
Singin' to a man while they played piano
Man, oh man, that was a 24/7 special on the cable channel
So Ray J
clock Jhene
Thank God, one more day
Pray Psalm 118, 24/7, 168
To block all the shade
Sun ray on my face now
Work hard, play harder
Game day, they can't
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