Lyrics:
got the juice!
We keep 'em in a frenzy fiendin' for more!
On the ThugLine with F.B.G., 7th Sign, and Mo' Thug once again we about to blow!
We
feelings a habit
Gripping the foot of a rabbit
Tripping I'm full of the acid now
Back in 7th grade swore I would never pass the loud around
Now I regret
The 7th day, we open our eyes to obay
Chorus 4X
Uh, we can do this
'99, Tear for the Ghetto baby
Yeah, we can do this
Yeah, we can do this
it with my vibe
Used to treat that like my treasure
7th grade, can't come outside
I got suspended
I'm fuckin' any bitch I want
I want my weed to be
We was just some young niggas
We was just some young niggas
Niggas turned 12 in '92, we was headed to the 7th grade
Running 'round, stealing cars,
a 9-5
I bet you I could make her quit
Now her man mad at her cause
He found out that she strip, ha
This one chick that I had from the 7th Ward
Red bone
hitting licks since I use to say presentate
Back in 7th grade, that was great, I was getting cake
With my slime like sito
Give her that wood, Home Depot
stayed up late
5th step, I walk you home
6th step, we're all alone
7th step, we took a chance
One kiss and true romance
Step by step we climbed
obligated, to be a Juvenile for life
It don't change robbin' shit in this game
I know you heard about that 7th ward, 9th and the rest
But who's
from the 7th Heaven I
Heard voice like angels
They said, "don't quit
The journeys only begun"
Greatness, greatness, yeah
Gotta stay patient, gotta keep
cities but I'mma S.A. fool
7th Graders shouldn't bring the scraps to school
So when you say you only listen to the real M.C.'s
Let me spell it out for
the way she bubbed the gum, shooked her ass
I'm not the one, double dus, waiting for the bus
The faggot Nore son, now year later
Lady 7th floor, building
the way she bubbed the gum, shooked her ass
I'm not the one, double dus, waiting for the bus
The faggot Nore son, now year later
Lady 7th floor, building
faced, she too shady
I don’t care, yeah, don’t, no, I don’t care
Yeah looney gang deep in here, yeah
7th street deep in here, yeah
I'ma take off this year
competitors
Feel like Bill after 7th we settled in
I know imma be here a minute
Like 5th round of goodbyes
With family at Christmas
Propelled by the loss of my
it's hard to leave
Roll up, smoke 'em back to back
If you got some we can match
Money coming, we can stack
Dime bags, 20 bags, 50s, 100s grab a 7th
the lesson
Everything raw no edit
Give her six kids like MJ
I'm trying to go for the 7th
Niggas screaming overtime
I tell em is my time
Nigga don't doubt me
I
The turbulence that you created
Now it's fucking real
I should sacrifice you and open
Up the 7th seal
But some part of me loves you and
I want you to be better
gon' die three times
And the four takes life
Five of you try to jump me
And six Angels come
To take you away to 7th Heaven
When that alcohol hit, I'm
I've done bootings and whacked
Yeah yeah yeah we're the kings of shellings
Yeah, we're the kings of the 7th
When I get 'round there it's a murder
I
be finishing school soon
She works for NASA exploring space
Flying regularly to Jupiter's 7th moon
Lack defying all law of gravity and otherwise, flew
friends
And maybe then... mu, mu, mu maybe then
Early mornin
On my 7th inning stretching shit, fighting sleep
Last night I thought I'd never miss
Writing
one cooler
In 7th grade I had a teacher named mr. dulah
Who used to wear his pants up to his chest
And I want you to just listen
Cause.. this is no
7th street yeah right on olive
In a super sports car engine by the backseat
They ain't one of ours so its fuck em' if you ask me
Really 4PF blue strips
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