Lyrics:
Still touchin' it if I don't see it like Braille,
Ay slidin' down 610
I ain't tryin' to blow by myself
So I hit twin
Smokin' the top of the shelf
It's
and she
Had a baby by a small fellow
It's the icon
Bite down, follow me to Poundtown
Hit a lick, dog pussy like a Chow Chow
We gon' have a celebration iss'a
had to be
Rapper turned down a contract for me?
Now what he make a year is what I stack a week
You brag about your whip, but how? That's a lease
you dealing wit, down here it's getting real as shit
Everything you ever said was true, I'm starting to feel that shit
Wishing I'd have listened when
Still with the same niggas that I grew up with
Tryna build a family, need somebody I can do it with
Every real nigga need a down bitch (down)
Every
One more birth
Can't keep count
Yo that's 10-9-8-7 and 6 and
5-4-3-2
One more year that's one more down
And one more birthday
Can't keep count
New
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
that why your girl got swept by a dude like a 3
He's a 3/10 bitch
あのね、お前たちを殺す
冗談ですよ、ミグメさん
復讐なんて、要らないです
それは、運命が決めることだから
Yeah my parents were beefing,
love for my nigga named Screw
The Key-C's in this bitch, my nigga Jonathan
I got about 6 or 7 pounds from him
He broke em all down and we all got high
love for my nigga named Screw
The Key-C's in this bitch, my nigga Jonathan
I got about 6 or 7 pounds from him
He broke em all down and we all got high
Driving down town with the top Down
I got the money I'm up now
I am the king with my crown
Bad bitch wanna fuck me coz she See a young Nigga up now
Baby
Tim Lake
D F#m Em A7sus4 A7
People sure seem nice any time of year
D
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
this kinda funny how the shit done changed now?
It's been seven years of the same old shit, had to put my foot down
Now I'm lookin through my eyes
they brains hangin'
Straight gettin' down for mine
And I'll fuck up a bitch, cause I don't mind dyin'
So feel me drill me, put a bullet in my head,
they brains hangin'
Straight gettin' down for mine
And I'll fuck up a bitch, cause I don't mind dyin'
So feel me drill me, put a bullet in my head,
June Tao
So you know I kick shit like kung pow
Big dog eat the kitty like dog chow
Ten years came home I'ma vet now
If a nigga want a brick
Take a nine
running home
I call collect get me a 38, now bitch is on
9 millimeter, baretta to 40 cal
By 23 fresh up out the box, bitch I hold it down
I hit
dicks
Take a mouthful hoe, gobble down slow
No shopping sprees but you could have dro
Mr. Chows, no simply you can get blimpy
Fuck you in the truck,
come they make way for me
cll these bitches be bowing down gracefully
Mr. chows my waitress embracing me
Benihanas they sizzle my steak for me
You
Didn't even get a chance to grab my Snoop Dogg tape
Man with no music but happy he's free
Bailin' fast as I can bail down 19th Street
I got my sacks
down
To a broke rapper with a foul sound?
How can I flow rounds
With an MC that can't chow down?
Where would you be
If you did'nt copy off me lil'
instrumental refrain.
Seven different members,
Meaning seven different names,
Meaning seven different mouths speaking seven different ways
All common goals
look like a fucking mathlete
Check the backseat, white girls like a track meet
Make it nasty, I be on her face like acne,
Ooh, bitch I'm Chow Mane,
You
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