JIMBO

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah Blocks 227 [Verse 1] It's ConCreatures 'til I can't say it no more With my ConCreatures, interstate straight to the O Rental car speedin' with a cake taped in the door I'm hittin' your region, whipping H, weed and the blow With my dawg, eat, a nigga stay blazing the joe I'm blazing the dro while he play the PlayStation With my maggie on my lap, while the K in the floor Stuffing baggies full of crack rock and yay on the stove Just so happened I can rap and it's taking its toll The way that I'm bold, ConCreatures breaking the molds The way that we roll, some gotta give on the up-and-up 'Cause I gotta deal and move this big, oh, ain't nothing up I ain't got a deal when them pigs know it's somethin' up But I'm not these niggas in this biz for a couple bucks I got some niggas doing bids over a hundred plus Plus I shot a nigga as a kid for a hundred bucks [Chorus] Throw your sevens high or your sixes low If you from 7 Mile or McNichols Road Drug zone, 6 Mile raised 7 Mile paid, mmm, neighbor gang Throw your sevens high or your sixes low If you from 7 Mile or McNichols Road Drug zone, 6 Mile raised 7 Mile paid, mmm, neighbor gang [Verse 2] Just before the paragraph I indent with intent Slung a quarter, bang the half time, six what I spent Two deuce and a quarters with reds riding empties with tints Young Detroiters gettin' cash, I extended my clip 6 and Hellblock, little quarter mags and Swiss Six to twelve shots, chilling on the crab with Bricks We still got quarters, halves, and zips (Bows and bricks) Three-fifty for them quarters, halves for six (Os and nicks) We still rock quarters, bagging nicks (Don't forget) Who pill popper snorting drags of this? (I'm ghetto) We deal spots, corners, aves and strips (We ghetto) We fill spots, corners, halves and scripts (I'm ghetto) I still cop quarter bags of chips Used to steal pops from stores, bad as shit I still cut quarts and halves from Chip The deal block scorching ashy nick and ripple On Hellblock pouring Yac for Rec and Little An deal cops who want my last and middle initial To cell blocks with all my Stabs and Beans, we miss you It's Hellblock, Boldy Chap from West McNichols [Chorus] Throw your sevens high or your sixes low If you from 7 Mile or McNichols Road Drug zone, 6 Mile raised 7 Mile paid, mmm, neighbor gang Throw your sevens high or your sixes low If you from 7 Mile or McNichols Road Drug zone, 6 Mile raised 7 Mile paid, mmm, neighbor gang [Bridge] It's four quarters in a O, sixty-four in a 'bow Thirty-six a quarter crow, brick of blow on forty-four Times seven, that's a brick, Miles 7 to the 6 Curtis Curve Curve, son, South Veal Service Drive It's four quarters in a O, sixty-four in a 'bow Thirty-six a quarter crow, brick of blow on forty-four Times seven, that's a brick, Miles 7 to the 6 Curtis Curve Curve, son, South Veal Service Drive [Chorus] Throw your sevens high or your sixes low If you from 7 Mile or McNichols Road Drug zone, 6 Mile raised 7 Mile paid, mmm, neighbor gang Throw your sevens high or your sixes low If you from 7 Mile or McNichols Road Drug zone, 6 Mile raised 7 Mile paid, mmm, neighbor gang