Lyrics:
was doing they thang
Time fucked up the rhyme
[All the way]
[Verse 11: Wish]
Hey Mr. K. Ceiling do you know sumthin's wrong
Top of the line with
Verse 1: Pastor Troy
These niggas asking how I choose to die
Just like a muthafucking G is my only reply
Hi 7, Mac 11 with the shoulder slang
Crank
real, shit ain't the same
Sent up to heaven by Evan
Don't need a strap, I got me a 7
Triple digits no 11:11
I be smokin', while you takin Excedrin
with you always, whenever you need me just call me and I’d be there”.
By the time, she woke up she discovered she was the only aside the nurse
fold
6 For my enemies
7 Cups of Hennessy
8 Soldiers ready
9 Friends, pretend to be
10 Full of jealousy
11 Standin next to me
12 N 13 for my weed
14, 15
Ahhh
Eleven Eleven
That’s when all my demons come out of hiding to play, there are about seven
I’m spiritual and I’m lyrical, that’s why you can call
load up the 7 wit 7's, for 8's I can't wait
9's be one time and Dimes we won't date
So now I got 11's and 12's
Wit at least 13 or 14 reasons why they
It's 7:30 on the dot, finna come to ya spot
Get you wet got u hot
No flex girl you so hot, ya water boil you steaming pot
When I get there girl it's
fantasize
Can't emphasize
Where I reside
Up in the sky
Where winners fly
5th Floor
6th Floor
7th Floor
8th Floor
9th Floor
10th Floor
11th Floor
This my stop
tell by the gold up in my mouth
School dinners had the ticket cah I never grew up rich
Still rich in soul
Teacher said I won't be shit what the fuck do
live the good life, good life, come on
C - I come from a city where no body supposed to make it
C - Surrounded by haters, but yet I still made it now I
in a daze and if you come around my way guns spray my enemy
Pick em up finish and tha hitterz are headless itz how we leave em when tha mack pop
Hey
the next crab nigga to step and meet fate
I'm lethal when I see you, there is no sequel
24-7, mac 11 is my people
So why you wanna end your little life like
Yah Yah Yah Yah Yah!
Come on!
Yah Yah Yah Yah Yah!
Come on!
Yah Yah Yah Yah Yah!
Come on!
When I step up in the place and yo I step correct
WOO-HAH!!
and Zo, Q and The Keef
They got the hoes all on the team
Down up on forty seven street
Where do I go from there
7 Gang repping the culture here
Fuck what
and hos
No one knows where the lead poison goes
Cause I'm in the ho checks
Yeah, come off the Rolex
If not, I'm a give Bonnie some
Film at 11 by Connie
know I was funky as Wilson Pickett
Dig it cause I get wicked
People wanna know how come
I gotta gat and I'm lookin out the window like Malcolm
Kingdom Come! Bertie:
By all my sainted aunt believes!
By George!
By Jove
All By Jeeves!
When we're faced with the grind
Of exerting the mind
We're
and potion
I could hit up the plug at like 24/7 I call him I know he ain't resting
I might hit up the club at like 10:27 and leave at a quarter 11
Ima get
a airplane, hot like a toaster
With eggs in it yolk, homie
Young Nigga got AK-47
You already know, robbery, 7-11
Have a nigga up in heaven with this AK
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11. The 12 king pimp commandments!
Uh
It's pimp gator
Peep the ?
A king pimp's been here for years representin'
damn)
10, 11, 12 (the Hell)
Show me your baddest self (your baddest self)
1, 2, 3 (7)
Let it go and be free (it's Heaven)
4, 5, 6 (the Door)
Leave all
little 3, little Gs
Hangin' by the high school, blowin' in the trees
4 little, 5 little, 6 TCs
Watch a nigga back one and dip it through with ease
7
Supposed to be up on this college shit
Steady chasing hoes and I ain't even got no scholarship
I pass the blunt she hit it once now she asking what
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