| This gonna pop cause the time is right
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| I can feel it in the air
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| People looking why the hell is that
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| Cause the Lucky Sevens here
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| And I’m gonna role them naturals
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| Those ain’t Catchable
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| To role them naturals
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| Those ain’t Catchable
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| Better throw throw then Naturals
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| Throw them naturals x3
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| Verse (Layzie Bone)
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| My lifes a game of craps
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| The lucky letter rap
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| Some people never make it
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| They never heard of claps
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| They only heard the boos
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| So let me break the news
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| This is determination
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| And I refuse to loose
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| I keep my wager up
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| Cause niggas scared to fade me or face me
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| This is hard time hustle baby
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| My swagga automatic
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| I do it blindfold
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| Behind the steering wheel
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| Its worth to die for it
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| Yeah, more money more blessings
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| More problems, more stresses, and no time to learn the lessons
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| Playa, I got my thugs on the roof
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| In the exit or the alley safe guarding all the lute
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| Hear me
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| I got a lesson for them sticker boys
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| Stop stealin think they feelin little clicker boys
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| I picking niggas poise
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| Come like they hear the joint
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| Cause if I miss the natural
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| I always hit the point
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| Man, I’m like a pair of loaded dice
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| Cause every play a nigga make my money coming back right
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| I take flight like I’m Jordan on the G4
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| Across the equator like its half court
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| My pass port like free throws
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| Yeah, so I’m gliding to Brazil
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| Flying higher than rims
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| Trying to hide behind the wheel
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| Like the sky is how I feel
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| Leaving audiences thrilled
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| They applaud cause its real
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| I’m the banana man cause I keep on peelin
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| Hundred stacks, thousand stacks, Fuckin blowing Millions
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| They come right back to daddy
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| All I do is make moves
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| My mind is so creative, my dolla come in twos
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| I let it double triple
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| Another triple double
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| I quarter back the play, I execute the huddle
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| The play I call is flawless
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| I’m hitting moving targets
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| My defense hit the hardest
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| I’m breading supper ballas
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| I’m just blessed man
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| Hatters get upset man
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| I hit the scene ladies twittering and textin
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| Cause I’m the best damn
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| Companies investment
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| I sign scans, seven digits no less than
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| The question everybody keeps on askin
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| Is he really lucky sevens, is that nigga magic heaven
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| Yeah, there you have it winning is a habbit
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| My money so new it stick together like static
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| Gotta have it like an addict
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| It’s the drug that I’m faced with
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| The life style I made for my thugs is high maintenance
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| Ain’t nobody patient
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| We all in a race for it
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| My name stay bright in lights and I got the face for it
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| I got the skills too
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| I’m known to pull over
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| I’m know to skate the eight, I’m flippin lil joe
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| I stay at ten like ben
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| Survived the nine to five
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| My mottos win win
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| My models all dimes |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Lucky 7's , by - Layzie Bone. Song from the album The Definition, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп