Lyrics:
Old Chevy whip
Struggle to push the keys
Bless me
Like I do 24/7 sneeze
I don’t know where I'm going
But I do as I please
I don’t know where I’m
My heart is beating from me
I am standing all alone
Please call me only if you are coming home
Waste another year flies by
Waste a night or two
so
He could see no wrong, no, no, no
He spent his last dime on the woman because he loved her
And you know, girls
You can take love and kindness
read what it says, look at the picture Bet
It says Chinese girl, age 17, waist 24, hips 33,
Hmmm, this one here says young black virgin
Man this is
Stay open like 7/11 that's 24/7, when you need some hot shit
Stop by and get you a beverage, I'm servin'
My rhymes like nickels and dimes
Plug it
Old man knocked on my front door
With my teenage boy and a couple more from up the road
He had him by the collar
Said he caught him shootin' beer
Stay open like 7/11 that's 24/7, when you need some hot shit
Stop by and get you a beverage, I'm servin'
My rhymes like nickels and dimes
Plug it
left hand
Grab it with my right one
All this damn pussy killin
Man I gotta damn some
All this damn pussy in here
Damn I gotta taste one
The last call
Lord you gat me
Under the rain you gat me
Under the sun you gat me
24 Seven you gat me
Lord you gat me
When e no good you gat me
Even when
you looking my way
And you should know you're in my mind
Don't just want attention
Just want your affection
Cuz boy you got me thinking over 24/7
I
My heart is beating from me
I am standing all alone
Please call me only if you are coming home
Waste another year flies by
Waste a night or two
This is a last-minute entry
And may this song somehow survive
Of the seven deadly sins suffered by my closest friends
This machine I hold kills five
I'm by myself Nobody call me
no body call me all night and day
now i am lonely nobody text me no body text me all night and day
24/7 Me and my
a spell,
Oklahoma City and he's lost his last bill
Jeff is in a bind waiting on sister hicks
Seven comes a-calling
As we cross on into Texas
Townes is
down for a spell,
Oklahoma City and he's lost his last bill
Jeff is in a bind waiting on sister hicks
Seven comes a-calling
As we cross on into
large and stacking up racks
All em kele want to fams now
I just wanna dey where the money dey ehh
Kowo yen kope every holiday eh eh
24/7 lori steady
drain me out my energy
They been tryna take me
Out my last breath
But I'm still breathing though
24/7 Clock work
This shit ain't seasonal
They wanna
the mall up
We grind hard to play harder (harder)
24/7 365
If we ain't breaking them down
Then we letting them fly
Nah never I, always we
I came in
in my pocket and at least a grand
Gold on my knuckle, my pistol's closed in hand
I'm a Dogg Pound Gangsta from the LBC
Remotely controlled by
someone.
to have and to hold the only one.
but when 7:30 come around,
there's nothing there, just bitterness
there's nothing there
always the last
from G-Ro committed to slanging blow
Doublin' dough 24-7
Fuck po-po's I'm blowin' dro out the Ac Legend
Running wit 2 strike felons
And I pack 4-4's
on his dick 24/7
Plus he's makin' money, keep the base heads waiting
Rollin' '64 with the fresh ass Daytons
Living in Compton, California CA
His Uzi up
¡no!
Maydday maedaie
Dont wont again ¡que!
All day all day 24/seven
Maydday maedaie
Dont wont again ¡que!
All day all day 24/seven
Dont call me si no lo
皮繃緊
人生馬拉松還沒跑幾公里
對 我一直都沒醉 持續grinding good shit
24-7 Day by day
最純淨的自由會 出現在沾滿泥的街頭
光鮮亮麗的Poser不如帶著土的野狗
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