Lyrics:
I'm on 10
I'm on 10, but I got this .9 with me too
I'm geeked, just rolled up an .8th in the booth
Got .7's for low and a 6 on my roof
I'll be there
I beat yo' ass twice and you still here
Seven years old, think you run this house by yourself?
Nigga, you gon' fear me if you don't fear no one else
I beat yo' ass twice and you still here
Seven years old, think you run this house by yourself?
Nigga, you gon' fear me if you don't fear no one else
And I ain't leavin' the house
Without that in my hand
And it ain't only the cops
It's niggas on your block
That talk like a lil' bitch and
Act like they
nigga, ayy
An imaginary rich nigga, ayy
Seven figures hold that slimmer than my bitch figure, ayy
Goin' digital and physical on all y'all, ayy
Bunch
your ass iced
And get your bitch's head sliced Seven E ain't nice
See playing gangsta ain't no game cause once you get game over once
That's it cause
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,
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
my veins, arrivin' by plane
G4 to be exact, rewards of beats and raps
Three whores before four and three more are bein' cracked (facts)
That was
the homies, that's on me
24/7, Kendrick reppin' these cold streets
Don't we live by it, die by it, then reincarnate
And if Game told me, "Drive by it," I
coincidence or by happenstance, it's by design
By the year 2015
They gon' have 70% of our community locked up
I'm talking about blacks gonna be locked up
coincidence or by happenstance, it's by design
By the year 2015
They gon' have 70% of our community locked up
I'm talking about blacks gonna be locked up
(boo-boo-boo-boom, uh, uh, uh, uh)
I spray the Tesla X, you need a new body (skrrt)
Fifty K, got my bitch a new body (ah)
You internet niggas, y'all punani (err,
Christmas
I just stay trappin' 'til the new year enter
This deuce holds seven, this trey holds five
And this .9 holds ten plus like six more
I left my
through the swamp, nigga, follow me through the foxholes
Moral Orenthal with a pretty bitch in a Bronco
Hopped right off the seven and stumbled into some
on the bed, seven years old, ha
Fell in love with the streets (yeah, yeah)
Fell in love with the streets (yeah, yeah)
Fell in love with the streets (yeah,
a Lil Nigga bitch and I stroke with my dick man I swear that her pussy lip pucker up
I'm a get to this money that's by any means if he talks hit him up
shoes off (Aye)
It's been five years since I had a new boss (Dead homies)
I use to stress over a bitch (Now what)
Now the only thing I care about is rent
the streets rollin
(c'mon) if you see me on the block holdin
(what nigga) if you see me rollin by
Remember that chu don't know me
(you don't know me)
Bitch
in the block holding
If you see me rolling by
Remember that you don't know me (you don't know me)
Bitch niggaz do bitch thangs
Look at 50 what he does
For the last eight years rode around in a Mercedes
Lexus, trucks, drop-Vette, Caddy
Bitches don't call me by my name they call me daddy
Chorus
the dash pimpin hoes gettin money
I'm Too $hort baby been down since the eighties
For the last eight years rode around in a Mercedes
Lexus, trucks,
the dash pimpin hoes gettin money
I'm Too $hort baby been down since the eighties
For the last eight years rode around in a Mercedes
Lexus, trucks,
Hold up I keep talking shit but nobody listens to it so I gotta open up ears
7 Years I've been doing this a sour taste in my mouth
7 Years I've been
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