Lyrics:
seven on his head
We the seven, eight take yo ass to bed
Can't find you we find family instead
And if I eat you know my niggas fed
Lou hop on this bitch
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly 'til you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices, either squeeze or peel, now that's real
What
daily laugh
Idiots gettin lit waiting to sit in the hot pit where the devil laughs
Harder yea we should see em barter too
You can't trick the plug or you
mean
Itchin', givin' suckas plenty space
Have these bitch niggas snitchin'
Where are we now? Guns found daily
The feds surely hope that they could
the mix like gumbo
Now how can I stay humble
And make feddy by the bundle
Marv said we got bigger triggas
Mack we got bigger figures
Now
the mix like gumbo
Now how can I stay humble
And make feddy by the bundle
Marv said we got bigger triggas
Mack we got bigger figures
Now
She laugh now cry later... She laugh now cry later...
She might be a bad bitch but them insecurities gotta her feeling like she ain't ready
She laugh
She laugh now cry later... She laugh now cry later...
She might be a bad bitch but them insecurities gotta her feeling like she ain't ready
She laugh
you who they are, believe them."
6) "You can never be great at anything unless you love it."
7) "You may not control all the events that happen
Everywhere I go
7. I dont even fucking know
8. if I can do this anymore
9. But then I look up in your eyes
10. And I forget all the lies
11. I grew older I got
Yeah, it’s juke, deuce ace
Gang
Yeah, yeah, aye
Bitch I’m a dog just like look at my face
This all designer that’s hugging my waist
Lil bitch can
know
We gon’ let that lil bitch spit like its spraying some mace
Fuck her tomorrow then dip I’m a pimp what the fuck you mean nigga I can never slip
I've clowned for years, and y'all could never fade my peers
One two three four five six seven nine, ten, Eiht you can't win
'Cause all the way around
Armageddon
Hahahahahhahaha
Pandamonium burns in the night
The Hell spawn
Celebrations at Sabbats galore
Unite with mother whore
Take that bitch
We
Young Sinatra
And now we on the fourth Young Sinatra motherfucker that shit is crazy man
And I remember like, I used to steal quarters from Lenny just
bitch
I see you flexing your shitty ass streams
Blocked by a gnome you cant handle the memes
Get down on your knees, you're a disease
Can't even fucking
mean
Itchin', givin' suckas plenty space
Have these bitch niggas snitchin'
Where are we now? Guns found daily
The feds surely hope that they could
the dooch powder
Summer's Eve, I drop degrees chill
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly till you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices,
buzzard to fallen elk, talking stealth
We got babies, rubber stamps, and briefcase parts
We on some door-to-door now
Order ten dollars or more, we'll shove
how much longer, maybe we could have had this beat
But we've gotta go now, we've gotta go, to get out of this heat
Seven years
Seven years
Seven years
shit gone play
But you can be the bitch and go the other fuckin way
You gotta respect us
We got guns and we got a whole plethra
And I betcha
Every
nothin'
The big axe is Paul Bunyan
Blood splatter from his bladder
Docs was all buggin'
Like, "We knew he was bold
But can't believe the gall of him"
Bitch
’ve been through the toughest shit but look at us now
Lay my head on your ass now, as we laugh at the past now
As we laugh at everybody that tried to bring
now (You in danger now)
You a DC here trying to save her now (Captain save a ho)
Was the game, I'm the player now (Bitch what)
By yourself, who you came
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