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lirik lagu 700x – seven the general

[intro: don vince]

[verse 1: seven the general]

you see me
i eat, sleep, sh-t
and talk rap
raised around the mob
yeah the old dude bought crack

put me on the stove
whip a m-th-f-ckin soft batch
been around the globe
shaking m-th-f-ckin salt packs

n-gg- caught a case at 18
b-tch i lost that
never went to trial
cause the mile we don’t talk back

n-gg-s sneak dissing on them songs
b-tch i caught that
p-ssy, put a name on it
gang on it, bet he caught that n-gg-!

o.g. seven milla, kamikaze
on a stolen panigale
single shotty, full of bodies
used to do the ozzy
off the 92’ hirachi’s
hit so many licks
them n-gg-s call me
seven lickarachi

7 mile is a army, n-gg-
a navy, n-gg-
.45’s in the tommy, n-gg-
bet it spray a n-gg-

the “g-code” that we live by
and that pay a n-gg-
swear to god the book is what we never obeying, n-gg-
turn up!

[hook 1: don vince]

[verse 2: seven the general]

b-tch what
i’ll have yo -ss stuck
have young dogg with the mag
over there while you bag up

got some dollars on that marijuana
k!llers off that verrazano
n-gg-s want that lean, promethazine
i got a hundred bottles

b on the throttle
tucking nozzles in that ferragamo
pull up with that chopper
let it pop in front of andiamo’s

como’ (se) de mi llama
ocho cinco, no cubano
me no speak no english, but my middle finger talks to hommoz

seven in that 7 forty fin
stupid rims n-gg- never had sh-t
ever since a n-gg- saw his first 10
i ducked off, cause duck sauce don’t spend

7 mile is a army, n-gg-
a navy, n-gg-
if you ever try to harm me n-gg-
bet they kay a n-gg-

the “g-code” that we live by
and that pay a n-gg-
swear to god the book is what we never obeying n-gg-
turn up!

[hook 2: don vince]

[verse 3: seven the general]

hmmm
alright stoppit, you n-gg-s robbing plugs
i’m bending round the block
i got the .38 snub
rubber bands all on the handle
we can get it out the mud
i be whipping oil-base
off a quarter-zip of crud

watch a m-th-f-cka flood the block
drugs or not, i got some gift card codes
told them hoes go shop

and this sh-t don’t stop
till the wrist don’t tock
in a big 6 drop
dip-burling up stout, boyyyy!

“would you please boss up”
no more 740’s so the fees gone up
all we blow is purple, got the lean sold up
oc’s sold up, dope fiends know us

7 mile is army
better yet a navy
if a n-gg- try to play me
then its “rock-a-bye” baby

the “g-code” that we live by
and that pay me
a m-th-f-cking dogg
but i’m never obeying
i turn up!

[hook 3: don vince]

– written by seven the general

- seven the general

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