Lyrics:
Tim Lake
D F#m Em A7sus4 A7
People sure seem nice any time of year
D
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
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
going down Joccin' on these hoes it's dope
Boy magic when I come around Stylin' on em tho you might get mad and try to punch me out
Domino my foes one by
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'
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
your seat
Knew Hot two years then they locked him up for three
Told him Imma hold it down Nigga leave it up to me
Styyle said he wanna leave shit that's
instrumental refrain.
Seven different members,
Meaning seven different names,
Meaning seven different mouths speaking seven different ways
All common goals
up
You can bet I come diggin' you up
Them niggas bust guns just to make niggas run by
Me? I squeeze mine with one eye and one closed and focus
thing I gotta do is hit my wrist with the soda
Niggas thought it was over, but bitch I live by the slogan
I told you
Hop in another one nigga
Get
Now let's get down to business, bitches
'Cause it seems like y'all just keep on tryin' to diss this
Nigga that you know that's been down for years
dreaming bout a bad bitch
7 years old I still knew the world was average
17 years I been living in my head like
17 years I been trying to get this bread
straws
Seven years
Seven years
Seven years is that enough time
Seven years
Seven years oh
seven years is that enough time
What's another day gone by in
"I'm comin'!"
Now in ninety one, he wanna tax me
I remember, the son of a bitch used to axe me
And hang me by a rope till my neck snapped
Now
instrumental refrain.
Seven different members,
Meaning seven different names,
Meaning seven different mouths speaking seven different ways
All common goals
listen up, I'll spit some fire
Talking 'bout hacking, it's my desire
KiwiBot's in my sight, gonna take it down
With Anonymous by my side, we'll wear
no fucks (bitch you betta)
Bend it Ova drop it lowa
Bust down hoe boss up (Bitch you betta
Bend it Ova drop it lowa
Show you give no fucks (Most
"listen, you (cough cough) listen, you communist son-of-a-bitch!
You better get your ass down there for your fuckin' physical,
Or I'll see to it that you
Birds fly South, I stay up North
Young Chow Mane with a face full of pork
Don't stop rappin' like Sir Too $hort
I can't even take a break, I always
converse in a hurry niggas flock together like ravens in the bird the movie the movie by Alfred Hitchcock Bitch I got your block bitch I got your block
Verse after verse and they saying how nigga
All in other countries eating good chow nigga
Shooting rappers down click click pow nigga
The beat stepping
3-3-7 Ya heard me
F Town Franklin Louisiana you know what I'm saying
7-0-5-3-8 (You know what I'm doing)
Stand up ya heard me (Wahhnnn)
Bitch I'm
tryin' take a drive and go downtown with ya', uh
Steakhouse dinner, can I chow down with ya'
Head back to the crib and put a bounce house in ya', uh
I'm
support but they still phoney
They don't play my shit 'less I got Tip on it
They don't play your shit 'less there's a diss on it
Down to die for this
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