Luni Coleone - 24-7 lyrics

[verse 1]

you know the name nigga coleone straight g'd up

any nigga that make a move is subject to get beat up

its a well know fact real niggas we keep it quite

no snitchin no braggin pants saggin startin a riot

we got it crackin like egg shells

no jails my niggas post bail

smoked out drunk beatin pussy up at the motel

we on one no one want to fuck with my thugs

game tight we thuggish aint no mothafuckin love

these niggas kill the bullshit aint nothin

mad as fuck gat bustin at the whole crowd cussin

on the real though coleone stompin in his steal toes

puttin it down givin up the west for these wierdos

[chorus]

I'm on a mission 24-7 husltin

I make sure to wear my death row vest

niggas on the street flashin makes a bloody mess

I'm shakin off my sweat

your on a thin line ya fuckin with a vet

I dont recommend that you put to the test

I'm on this paper quest.............gangstas

[verse 2]

I got to get mine thats for show big cheese

coleone the savage break um down to their knees

kill kill murder murder havent you ever heard a coleone hopin out the trunk

with a ?? wettin your shirt

I got to keep it real they makin false acuvations

tryin to stop what I do thinkin pre-meditation

I'm a cold ass nigga put you on your dome ass nigga

south side Sacramento gives a fuck ass nigga

shit im on one when im fuckin a bitch I use trojans

stay tru to the game cus im out to make a million

if they ask tell them coleone took the scrillion

same address same number with hella weed man

[chorus]

[verse 3]

no retreat no surrender we ready to mash

coleone the gangsta with the glock and a stash

I'm in a warzone everywhere I stare death lookin

but I keep on pushin hopin my sins get tookin

I'm a real ass nigga dont test

I might blow ya mothafuckin chest out with this chrome 44

aint no punk in my niggas when its time to ride

adrenaline pumpin dumpin at the top of my ride

aint no actors we pull up in your town califactors

ridin somethin cleaner than the presidents mattress

straight thugs poppin my collas open the glove

representin like nigga I dont give a mothafuck

[chorus x2]