Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 707, artist - D-ShotDate of issue: 05.06.2004
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
707 |
| 707 breh |
| I’m throwing up the V |
| The 707 |
| She rolling up the tree |
| Got a .223 (where you from breh?) |
| From the 707 |
| I’m throwing up the V, bitch |
| From the 707 |
| I’m a Hillside Kitty Walk nigga of course |
| You bound to see a nigga do a drive by on a horse |
| Country-city boy, big corn-fed nigga |
| 40 ounce sipper, discount liquor |
| On the corner of Magazine and Sonoma boulevard |
| Across the street from Grant street, suicide back yard |
| Play them boys for false, fuck around and get stolen |
| They rep that shit hard, shout out to Soulin |
| I got the munchies cause I’m smoking on a log |
| Went to Bridgeside for some Sac’s hot dogs |
| I’m slapping «Hubba Head"the Luvva Twins — Albino Rod |
| The first record Vallejo record ever pressed up as far as hip hop |
| Then came M.V.P.: 40, D-Shot, Suga, and B |
| Then came The Mac, then came Mac D-R-E |
| They doing the Thizz Dance in front of SolTrans |
| Everybody activated with a pistol in their pants |
| I was taking a shit |
| Heard Cousin Fik hit me up |
| He said 40 on the other line |
| I told that nigga «what?» |
| Press mute, wipe my ass, bounce the fuck up |
| And started talking business with the boss of where I’m from |
| The seven hundred and six plus one |
| I be in the ??? |
| in the flats |
| Was born in 95 and after that it’s been a wrap |
| I’m a hustla not no rat I’m about my Gouda I’m about my scratch |
| I’m heading to the tippy so I’m always on my toes |
| Times girl taking pictures for so I’m striking for the pose |
| My niggas ??? |
| still be playing with their nose |
| Even if this rap don’t blow |
| I’m still getting money outta ho |
| I was raised by Old-Ds so it’s classing me |
| I’m allergic to broke bitches so they bad for me |
| You wanna ??? |
| and start cashing me |
| Bitch I’m from Vallejo motha fucka stop asking me |
| Hop in this form, bitch and ride with the roller |
| What’s your motive? |
| Them ain’t the cops them the rollers |
| Flow straight colder talking sicker than Ebola |
| Had a tramp out in Rosa and I fucked her good |
| I found out she was a ho so I kept her hood |
| Yo we counting C-notes like a musical |
| I’m slapping young d-boys selling cocaine as usual |
| I went to House of Soul, I need the usual |
| Never wore a suit but I’m suitable |
| Water boys down to the ??? |
| Moved to the A the shit was beautiful |
| I move back start killing niggas, your funeral |
| I’m sideways nigga that-a-way |
| Shout out to Legit, my nigga 40 cause they paved the way |
| Hell yeah I’mma rep, they gonna hate me anyway (BEEZY!) |
| So anyway (Feel me!) |