paroles de chanson 207 Western - Jiah Zuniga

Yeah

Cash is cool but I'll take credit or some real-estate
Made some bad investments think I should be okay
50 cent sodas had the hood going craze
Sold candy as a kid for a couple grades
Long nights early days keeps the fails away
Lose the heli in the Wood see another day
I know somebody auntie hitting on they parlay
The best photographer was raised in the Bay

The candy house was always booming down the block
Could cop anything from blunts to some ring pops
You ain't from LA if you switched up on the tube socks
Don't you worry bout what's in the ALD stash box

Yuh,
Don't worry bout it
(Yeah It's a science to this shit)
That shit don't concern you
(Imma stretch it out tho)
Mind your fucking business

My dope fiends love me like strippers love stilettos
They take wood, lie, fuck with old nigga Pinocchio Gapetoo
White fiend hit the stem start playing air heavy metal
He catch the 207 Western to cop in the ghetto
Sold him a dub for his brothers 22' inch Franco
Fiend re-rocking with a spoon talking about to much baking soda
Strawberry brought a piasas who wanted to spend 300 dollars over
Another fiend relapsed whole check gone, three years sober

Who said crack is wack
I say crack is back
Crack is back
I said crack is back!