707
(专辑: Sharp On All 4 Corners: Corner 1 - 2014)
707 breh [E-40:] I'm throwing up the V
The
707 She rolling up the
tree 707 Got a.223 (where you from breh?) From the
707 I'm throwing up the
V, bitch From the
707 I'm a
Hillside Kitty Walk nigga of course You bound to see a
nigga do a
drive by on a
horse Country-city boy, big corn-fed nigga 40 ounce sipper, discount liquor On the
corner of Magazine and Sonoma Boulevard Across the
street from Grant Street, suicide backyard Play them boys for false, fuck around and get stolen They rep that shit hard, shout out to Soulin I
got the
munchies 'cause I'm smoking on a
log Went to Bridgeside for some Sac's hot dogs I'm slapping "Hubba Head" the
Luvva Twins Albino Rod The
first record Vallejo record ever pressed up as far as hip hop Then came M.V.P.: 40, D-Shot, Suga, and B
Then came The
Mac, then came Mac D-R-E They doing the
Thizz Dance in front of SolTrans Everybody activated with a
pistol in their pants I'm throwing up the V
The
707 She rolling up the
tree 707 Got a.223 (where you from breh?) From the
707 I'm throwing up the
V, bitch From the
707 [Nef The
Pharaoh:] I
was taking a
shit and Cousin Fik hit me up He said "40 on the
other line," I
told that nigga "What?" Pressed mute, wiped my ass, bounced the
fuck up And started talking business with the
boss of where I'm from The
seven hundred and six plus one I
be in the
trap with [?] in the
flats Was born in '95 and after that it's been a
wrap I'm a
hustla not no rat I'm about my Gouda I'm about my scratch I'm heading to the
tippy so I'm always on my toes Times Herald taking pictures for so I'm striking for the
pose My niggas on Alhambra still be playing with their nose Even if this rap don't blow I
still get money out a
ho I
was raised by OGs so it's class in me I'm allergic to broke bitches so they bad for me You want a
verse from lil Neffy then start cashing me Bitch I'm from Vallejo muthafucka stop asking me [E-40:] I'm throwing up the V
The
707 She rolling up the
tree 707 Got a.223 (where you from breh?) From the
707 I'm throwing up the
V, bitch From the
707 [Willie Joe:] V-A-double-L-E-J-O Hop in this form, bitch, ride with the
roller What's your motive? Them ain't the
cops, them the
rollers Flow straight colder, talking sicker than Ebola Had a
tramp out in Rosa and I
fucked her good I
found out she was a
ho so I
kept it hood Yeah, we counting C-notes like a
musical I'm slapping Young D-Boyz "Selling Cocaine as Usual" I
went to House of Soul, I
need the
usual Never wore a
suit but I'm suitable WataBoys down to the
cuticles Moved to the
A, the
shit was beautiful I
moved back, start killing niggas, your funeral I'm sideways, nigga, that-a-way Shout out to Legit, my nigga 40 'cause they paved the
way Hell yeah, I'm a
rep, they gonna hate me anyway (BEEZY!) So anyway (Feel me!) [E-40:] I'm throwing up the V
The
707 She rolling up the
tree 707 Got a.223 (where you from breh?) From the
707 I'm throwing up the
V, bitch From the
707