me Sundays have failed me Damn all the days 7 years ago today I was a young man in my way I never stop to count the days 7 years ago 7 years ago today
Traducción: Love Spit Love. 7 Anos.
Half a million dollars later and my tax is paid And I'm still spitting money from my active days Damn, life is such a lovely thing Feel the perks that a 7
Whole town fucked around and started smoking D Every rap I ever made was about this town I made 7 whole albums with no James Brown And even though I love
? The one I gave you? No, I gave you 6 alright I had 1 Now $35,000 plus 6 right Now $35, 000 plus 1, plus 6 makes 7 $35, 000 plus 7, right, mothafucker
Cindy 16 ***, Selena, Martina 16 ***, Rosa, Christina I take 7 dumb *** and I put 'em in line Add 7 more *** that jock *** that rhyme Give me 7 more
me short of breath. and yeah that's just 1 of the things, that got me feeling that I'm running in rings no process made that's a regular thing but if i stop spitting
I slay punks who don't know their own identity You spit my name and use it like an obscenity You got more skulls in your closet than a Kennedy You're
[Bigg Snoop Dogg] You'z a fool fo' dis, yeah My dogg Hi-Tek, representin' Cincinnati, Ohio! Eastside shit, y'all know how we get down 7 dizzles a wizzle
kicking our brothers Much as I smoke the duchess and model chicks that cut us And motherfuckers that love us Their enemies want to touch us I'ma spit
basically I'm off Beelzebub, I walk wit the mac in my sweats Air forces, wife beater, fitted cap to the left My chain hang 35 inches, my heat 7 and a
heat, fear and power at the same time Black skull cap keep my khakis creased Rydas got love from the West to the East I was born in this fucked up world ryda brown 10 years
that thug nigga like me And I know I shouldn't say this but just take the dick And I slang this dick for days, ho, try to explain this shit away I'm 24/7
the left and right brain Cell by cell and frame by frame. Names, dates, are all inmaterial. i big dick sick ryhme killer like cereal. i Burn like venerial, and spit
miss ya this thug gonna miss ya till I'm wit cha' It was 90 on the P.E. tour when we mashed down Doesn't even seem like 7 years passed Both rodies now
60 shot pronto Sheek that kid that spit out like tobacco Lyrically fucked out, a fit ain't chips, we ducked out Won't touch out if it ain't a 7 figure
say, they love you don?t mean a damn thing Sometimes it makes me wonder why This pain it hurts me deep inside 'Cuz all I wanna do is give love But all
', hoping that some bad news will come some other time 'Cause I'm trying to do what I've loved, I love what I do This music is something more different