Lil' O - Seven lyrics

This it nigga, this that one lick nigga now look

We finna go, up in this motherfucking house

And we gon come out rich, or we ain't coming out at all

Y'all niggaz with this mayn, what's up mayn

Y'all niggaz ready to ball mayn, (hell yeah nigga)

Well come on let's do this shit, let's get this motherfucker

On the count of three nigga, one...two...three

Everybo- get the get the fuck on the flo', shut up bitch

My battle plan kicks down do's, like battle rams

Release slugs to fake thugs, dismantle man

Attitude nothing to lose, the result a lack of ends

We did them Puerto Ricans real rough, they house in ten

We having thangs to pass, and wet panties now hold the hundreds

No dreaming all them balling, the definition of hustling

No Robitussin, straight bar Promethazyne

No more fucked up Cutlass, bubble Lexus sitting on 19's

Clutching Italian weapons, rapid fire on em I guess

Can't be no half stepping, everybody got brand new less

Got me a new connection, when I hit him he call right back

Sort out the Southside session, bust necks and talons gon fly at em

Man we scoring thirty, don't judge the way that we came up nigga the game's dirty

And plus my morals are fucked up, and then my mouth's hungry

And then nobody gave a fuck, when I dressed bummy

Now they all on me, they all on me

Will I win, I'm stacking mail but will it end

My life revolves, around the seven sins

The jealousy is envy, ain't no motherfucking friends

The lust and the greed, be the pussy and them ends

Just look at blood me, will it finally do me in

And fucking with my pride, you'll feel the wrath I'll get revenge

Will I win-will I win, will I win-will I win-will I win

For them ends-for them ends, for them ends

The Devil's penetrated, to this game I'm dedicated

And I never hesitated, pay the bills I'm obligated

But my life's still complicated, the only way I'll make it is staying high and intoxicated

Till my body's, devastated

My own niggaz hate it, cause I got them O's G's

And like I did they pride, to get my O-Z's cheddar and my ki's

They tried to set me up, wet me up on South Main

Niggaz started running up, I felt it coming like a nut

So I grab my gat and start to bust, like nigga what

Lil' O peeled like Versacci, you hoes got me fucked up

I'm blasting, I ducked my head I hit the gas I'm mashing

Then grabbed the cellular, started calling Miles Hanson

Imagine we been cool, since High School hallways

Now these same fools, aiming slugs at my bald fade

But the seven sins, turn friends to foes

Like ladies into hoes, the Devil's got our soul

And we done lost control, an who would ever know

That I would aim for foes, and boys I call my bros

Until they eyes were closed, but nigga love don't live here no mo'

If you niggaz wanna war, I'll take your ass to war

I guess there can only be one Don, like horns and unicorns

The killers that smoke wet, with mask and uniforms

Kick down your do' at night, watching you fucking your baby's mom

And chop you up lovely, for thinking that you the bomb

We was wrong, more of that money split up friends

My heart strong, we've got to stay family till the end

Now it's gone, but I still I keep my money and fame

But still I mourn, cause wasn't worth this heartache and pain

It left a strain on my brain, for several days I cried

Cause when I said the love was gone, deep in my heart I lied

But I still did it, only the strong survive

I gotta deal with it, when you war you kill or you die

I hit the freeway high, thinking when we jacked them Ricans

And thanked the Lord for their ki's, and they Benjamin Franklin's

But it was really saying, a master plan under cover

We jack to keep our family strong, and ended up killing eachother