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esham - 24/7 lyrics

[intro]
yeah, i gotta let these n-ggas know once again
there ain’t nothin’ wicket like this here wicket, wicketsh-t
you know what i’m sayin’, yeah
so if you didn’t catch it the first time
i’m going to hit your -ss up like this
two times on your -ss

[verse 1]
one nine nine fo’
i’m out for the dough
f-ck a ho
and b-tches can’t fade me like an afro
my flow is wicket, some doubt what we say
the unholy, black devil, kunta kinte
i’m down with natas and that blaz4me
and n-ggas can’t see me in 3d
i’m comin’ at your -ss straight from the east side
and i’m in the belly of the beast, right
n-ggas don’t know the time
i’ll put a gun in your mouth
and let the taste blow your mind
sleepy n-ggas awake
you faker than a silicone t-tty with the shakes
i makes more bounce to the motherf-ckin’ ounce
and esham’s how it’s pr-nounced, b-tch
i hit the switch
’cause i got that sh-t hooked up
and my sh-t’s pure before it’s cooked up
mo’ money, that’s what it’s all about
young hoes, it’s all about d-ck in your mouth
unholy n-gga with the reel life crew
we talk about real life sh-t we been through
f-ck the reverend, 187 and f-ck heaven
’cause the wicketsh-t will never die
i’m doin’ it 24/7

[hook]
i do it like this ya’ll, a like this ya’ll
i do it like that ya’ll, a like that ya’ll
(i’m doin’ it 24/7)
4x

[verse 2]
more n-ggas gettin’ served
’cause i’m twice as nice with the verbs
i don’t believe in god so f-ck what you heard
this ain’t no gimmick
so don’t mimic my style of rappin’
n-ggas can’t f-ck with my fleetwood mack, and
plus i’m phat and
all of that and this and mo’
i’m quick to take your ends and dis your ho
no singin’ at my funeral
just a little somethin’ i thought you should know
if your p-ssy stank, you need some douchin’ ho
as i choose my flow up
my mind to blow up, to make you throw up
jackin’ my d-ck and so what i make it nut, but uh
you better watch the sh-t as i kick it
my shotgun said blaz4me
i’m still wicket, as i stick it
straight up your -ss, and p-ss the j
n-ggas from detroit don’t play, hey
you better raise up
and watch me blaze up
another cigarette
how hard can another f-ckin’ n-gga get
i’ll whip a clip out if you want to trip out
and shut your mouth reverend
’cause my d-ck might slip out, uhhh
i don’t give a f-ck about heaven
’cause the wicketsh-t will never die
i’m doin’ it 24/7

[hook]

[verse 3]
i got a suicidal problem
my problem solver is a revolver
my mama wants me to get therapy
i don’t involve her
’cause i’m wicket
i like to kick it like no other
james smith, yeah that’s my brother
i know you heard of him
we like to smother suckers
unlike them other suckers
we cause a ruckus
make the police want to buck us
so f-ck us, if you want to try
some n-gga said i was dead
but the wicketsh-t will never die
i’m comin’ straight from the cradle to the grave, ya’ll
and motherf-cker, i could never be a slave, ya’ll
i pack a gat and that’s for real though
but see i’m nice with my hands
and plus these f-ckin’ steel toes
i thought you knew it was just like this
i’m down to the end cause i’m a suicidalist, yo
where all my peoples at, east or the west side
north side, south side, homicide
it don’t matter, ain’t no thang to me
’cause it’s all in d-e-t-r-o-i-t
i stay true to my city
now ain’t that a pity
i chopped off a gangsta ho t-tty
my att-tude’s just like frank nitti, sh-tty
all 24/7

[hook]

[outro]
this goes out to all my n-ggas
that’s true to the motherf-ckin’ city, yeah
and ain’t nothin’, nothin’ wicket
like this here wicket wicketsh-t
ya’ll still don’t know

- esham lyrics

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