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7 from the 7 Video (MV)




Performed By: Mann J
Length: 3:22
Written by: Jason Christopher Walker




Mann J - 7 from the 7 Lyrics




7 on 7
Your n***** vs my n*****
7 on 7
I'd put my money on my guys
Lil boy if you bettin'
Get hit with the ruler
Teach your ass a lesson
Teach you what it's like
To really be steppin'
Yo n***** vs my n*****
7 on 7
Pray to God if you scared my n****
Go get you a reverend
Nothin' formed against me shall prosper
'Specially nann n**** weapon
Your n***** vs my n*****
7 on 7
Better not run
Don't do no snitchin'
Don't be with that tellin'
I'm ahead of my time
A blessin' to the present
Your n***** vs my n*****
7 on 7
Made myself a king
All these lil n***** peasants
I'm the player y'all hoes be wishin' on n****
Call me Mac 11


Your n***** vs my n*****
Like it's a scrimmage
We big bully dogs while y'all lil n***** timid
Ain't believe you niggas was with it
No not for a minute
Put pressure around your cap
Like a m************ fitted
You think that you in the picture
I'm croppin' the image
Like I'm on my third step
When I travel my n****
I be on the pivot
That heat melt that man down
Turn him to a liquid
Like the witch of the west
Do him somethin' wicked
That's what he get for tryin' to mimic
Somethin' he saw in a movie
When I'm in the club
Bitches show me they boobies
We don't even be in the strip
And they show me they coochie
F*cked on a red head I call Lucy
Actin' so loosely
Boy my life too raw
Y'all niggas can't deal with it
Like I can't deal with sushi


Make sure I pop up in their dreams
Like the nightmare I am
Make 'em piss they sheets
I don't give a damn
Everyday of my life
I stay goin' ham
On they blongla
'Cause it piss off my soul
How they be so phony
That's why they bitches wanna f*ck with a n****
And be trying to ride my genuine pony
They wanna be boo'd up
And get so cozy
I just wanna make that brain pop
Like Tim and Moby
Make her face
Look like frosted flakes
Damn that was grrrrreat
Shoutout to the tiger Tony
I love the game
But I'll still drop the 30 times two on you niggas
And retire like Kobe
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7 on 7
Your n***** vs my n*****
7 on 7
I'd put my money on my guys
Lil boy if you bettin'
Get hit with the ruler
Teach your ass a lesson
Teach you what it's like
To really be steppin'
Yo n***** vs my n*****
7 on 7
Pray to God if you scared my n****
Go get you a reverend
Nothin' formed against me shall prosper
'Specially nann n**** weapon
Your n***** vs my n*****
7 on 7
Better not run
Don't do no snitchin'
Don't be with that tellin'
I'm ahead of my time
A blessin' to the present
Your n***** vs my n*****
7 on 7
Made myself a king
All these lil n***** peasants
I'm the player y'all hoes be wishin' on n****
Call me Mac 11


Your n***** vs my n*****
Like it's a scrimmage
We big bully dogs while y'all lil n***** timid
Ain't believe you niggas was with it
No not for a minute
Put pressure around your cap
Like a m************ fitted
You think that you in the picture
I'm croppin' the image
Like I'm on my third step
When I travel my n****
I be on the pivot
That heat melt that man down
Turn him to a liquid
Like the witch of the west
Do him somethin' wicked
That's what he get for tryin' to mimic
Somethin' he saw in a movie
When I'm in the club
Bitches show me they boobies
We don't even be in the strip
And they show me they coochie
F*cked on a red head I call Lucy
Actin' so loosely
Boy my life too raw
Y'all niggas can't deal with it
Like I can't deal with sushi


Make sure I pop up in their dreams
Like the nightmare I am
Make 'em piss they sheets
I don't give a damn
Everyday of my life
I stay goin' ham
On they blongla
'Cause it piss off my soul
How they be so phony
That's why they bitches wanna f*ck with a n****
And be trying to ride my genuine pony
They wanna be boo'd up
And get so cozy
I just wanna make that brain pop
Like Tim and Moby
Make her face
Look like frosted flakes
Damn that was grrrrreat
Shoutout to the tiger Tony
I love the game
But I'll still drop the 30 times two on you niggas
And retire like Kobe
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Writer: Jason Christopher Walker
Copyright: Lyrics © Sentric Music

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