707 Lyrics

Mike G 707

King Mike G, know we stay OF to the death
Best bitches get wet off of that pineapple express
Thought I told you that the rain don’t stop
They ain’t taking me in, unless they bringing like 54 cops
Nigga f..ck rules, f..ck you, f..ck a jail sentence
All them f..cking critics say my gang is a gimmick
Make them say God, pray to odd, there’s no other

… know we keep it criminal, run up in your housing
Young …2000
Never one for stress, my nigga i just blaze
…inside the cage
Now it’s sold out shows, jumping off stage
But never lose sight, still looking for better days
And this is when … but I don’t even f..ck with this
My nigga, I’m like "hey"
Wolfgang bitch.