mp7 lyrics

[Intro: OsamaSon]
Ya, ya, ya
Go

[Verse 1: OsamaSon]
Got-Got-Got hella shots, ya-ya
We-We on hots like go (Go)
And I'm with my slatt, let's go (Go)
Bit-Bit-Bit-b*tch we not throwing up fours (No)
Off-Off the Perc', ain't throwing no o' (Woah)
Yeah, I pop tens like oh (Lil' boy)
Lil' boy, you not hard at all (No)
Geek-Geeked up, I'm on Tylenol (Tylenol)
You-You-You off k roll, nodding off (Nodding off)
That sh*t gon' have you wilin' (Wilin')
n*gga, I was jugging sh*t before Weiland (Jugg, jugg)
Bad ass ho, she from Thailand
Use yo' brain, yeah, show me yo' talent (Talent)
Nig-n*gga not cool, n*gga not valid
Pass me the rock know I'm gon' score
Lo-Lo-Love that pole, I'm on go
I can't cuff, on yo' ho (Ho)
Shots to the face, don't hit the floo' (No)
Nig-n*gga don't run down, oh no (Oh no)
Get-Get-Get left, sent down, on bro (On bro)
Big-Big ass cannon, four-four-four (Four-Four-Four)
Mp7, don't stop, don't fold
[Open Verse]