Lyrics:
and it's heaven
Ain't an hour that rolls by
I love you 24-7, 3-6-5
I'll share the last bite of every meal
I'll wipe your tears when you're in your feels
237 I'm comin' from 237
I've been trappin' 2 4 7 Hardboi Type and I'm straight from heaven
237 I'm comin' from 2 3 7
I've been trappin' 2 4 7 Hardboi
KXNG CROOKED, Eastside, Long Beach, California
My name is KXNG CROOKED
I snap on you rappers often
When I'm spazzin' I'm just gettin' my
[Kool Keith]
Raising levels Jim
Flight seven oh four three two one red four
Green expanding to one
Moving levers up at seven decimal
attention, learn your lesson on this whole next session
When I grip the mic I spit my shit like a veteran
Wait stop the beat a second
Now bring it back
with the roam-roam
So it took me a minute to retrieve seven digits
But I promised I would call you when I got home
But, when I got home I never did
me young nigga get paid no matter what the cost
7.62 rounds, gon' knock a nigga off
Said take the trip by yourself, that way no one'll talk
Pussy
session
When I grip the mic I spit my shit like a veteran
Wait stop the beat a second
Now bring it back again Catch 22 has come to bump your party
And get
I’m coming home soon
When I miss you
I can’t count the seconds
Minutes feel like hours, hours feel like days
When I miss you girl
Girl you know I love
There might be housewives and children listening, but mostly just cornfields and cows
(So) I have a seven-second delay, a switch by my radio board
Six
food
Della counted it three times
One dollar and eighty-seven cents
And the next day would be Christmas
There was nothing to do but fall on the bed
24/7
Manna got Megaman queffers
Manna get dropped in 21 seconds
Still I got tings in the whip like
When will I ever learn my lesson
Stay with it
job It's not too hard
3- |6-
But when I go home
|2-7 |2-7b5/b6 |
And I'm all alone (and I'm by myself babe you heard me)
1 |5/7 |
You know you're my
Twenty-Four Seven I'm at work Twenty-Four Seven
Twenty-Four Seven I'm at work Twenty-Four Seven
Twenty-Four Seven I'm at work Twenty-Four Seven
I promise you all
If or when you do fall
Cuz everybody falls
Be sure to stand up tall, now
Fall down seven
Stand up
Every every every everybody
Life goes on in the streets of my hood when you die
But some cry, and gets by, while others choose to wonder why
His life was took at such an early
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
say (uh)
I admit I can't spell for shit
I admit that all I hear is hits (oh)
I admit that I couldn't read the teleprompter
When the Grammy's asked
hop in a zip lock
But I'd never sell my soul
I know we living
In a time loop
It cycles
Winter spring and summer
High falls then life goes
When it rain
chill 'cause my ho might call
Ain't no thang 'cause I sleeps all day and slang when night fall
And I takes a quick walk up the block
With my Glock
better lock your door
5, 6, get your crucifix
7, 8, don't stay up late
Who's afraid of the dark? Responsible for the murders in the park
When I bark,
Brrrah Brrrah Brrrah Motherfuckers Wah
This is Lil Dinky
And this is Eauldie
I can't fall asleep, too many rhymes inside my cranium
I'm raining them
in, I prepared half a potion.
Now you must do the other half.
You must get seven part-silver curses made special out of bullet bits
By some Pollock
in, I prepared half a potion.
Now you must do the other half.
You must get seven part-silver curses made special out of bullet bits
By some Pollock
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