ฟังเพลง730

730-Foxy Brown

Whoa, whoa

What the *plurrr is this, yo!

They say Im 730, say I spaz out

Fb is ill, shell wild out

Can yall feel my pain?

I cant let it slide

How could I smile when Im hurtin so bad inside?

Yo how can we start this

My life is thorough never heartless

I laid it down from the gate to the st louis arches

From the windy city to the streets in cali

To them streets in houston

My niggas always boostin

Some bitches always holla

How they dont spend a dolla

But thats because they aint got it

Now tell me wheres the logic

And if I talk it - Ive done did it or about to do it

Im making anthems, got a million niggas bouncin to it

Bust your guns!

And if that aint enough then bust again

Ive been thuggin since b-i-z made just a friend

Matter of fact ever since flava flav was rockin clocks

And even then there was no bitch that could compare to fox

Let me head knock, pretty you wit me right

This prada fit me tight, this gucci fit me right

Who could quickly write like seven joints and it be tight?

You know how hood we sound, you know its boogie brown

Yo they say Im 730, say I spaz out

Fb is ill, shell wild out

But can yall feel my pain?

I cant let it slide

How could I smile when Im hurtin so bad inside?

They say Im 730, say I spaz out

Fb is ill, shell wild out

But can yall feel my pain?

I cant let it slide

How could I smile when Im hurtin so bad inside?

Yo my life is full of problems

Sometimes its hard to dodge em

So much you couldnt fathom

I wish I didnt have them

They say Im 7-30, pretty but I rap too dirty

The law is criticizing me and probably never heard me

So what I crashed my range

My last name aint changed

This time its different though

Im not exploiting names

Yeah I write my shit

Its not a fucking game

So what he wrote some songs

I blew him up the same

Im never ducking dames

Yall know just where to find me

I wouldve killed her but it just wouldnt be fair to mommie

Imagine me doing time, foxy behind bars

Not me the crime star

Yall bitches aint worth it

Although my life aint perfect, Ill never change a thing

Yall want success but yall dont know about the pain it bring

Its supposed to make you happy and keep your paper long

This beat is kind of ill

How could you hate this song?

Yo they say Im 730, say I spaz out

Fb is ill, shell wild out

But can yall feel my pain?

I cant let it slide

How could I smile when Im hurtin so bad inside?

They say Im 730, say I spaz out

Fb is ill, shell wild out

But can yall feel my pain?

I cant let it slide

How could I smile when Im hurtin so bad inside?

Man some hoes is always yackin

Like I cant make it happen

Like they dont know my cash

Like they dont know my past

Especially pop star bitches with the soft image

So what I aint with him

Bitch! hes off limits

Be where I always be

See who I choose to see

Although were not together, his heart belong to me

See at times I think yall bitches be confusing me

Like Im somethin sweet, shorty Im still street

Youre not on my level, and I wont stoop

And Im the one that got you, kicked out your own group

Chicks be always thinkin that imma let it ride

I might not kill you but Ill hurt you till your dead inside

Third album and you still wanna test brown

Im so hood bitches know how boogie get down

It could be real drama

Its still the ill na na

There aint a bitch wilda

Any beef? holla!

They say Im 730, say I spaz out

Fb is ill, shell wild out

But can yall feel my pain?

I cant let it slide

How could I smile when Im hurtin so bad inside?

They say Im 730, say I spaz out

Fb is ill, shell wild out

But can yall feel my pain?

I cant let it slide

How could I smile when Im hurtin so bad inside?