730 - Foxy Brown: Şarkı Sözleri, Müzik Videoları ve Konserler

730

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Hip-Hop/Rap

730 adlı parça albümünün bir parçası olarak violater tarafından 1 Ocak 2001 tarihinde yayınlandıBroken Silence

Şarkı Bilgileri

AlbümBroken Silence

Çıkış Tarihi1 Ocak 2001

Firmaviolater

Melodiklik

Akustiklik

Valence

Dans Edilebilirlik

Enerji

BPM82

GENEL BAKIŞ

ŞARKI SÖZLERI

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Inga Marchand

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Foxy Brown

Songwriter

Michael Sandlofer

Michael Sandlofer

Songwriter

Dennis DeYoung

Composer

Juan Cordova

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Michael Sandlofer

Michael Sandlofer

Producer

Lofey

Producer

Şarkı sözleri

Oh, oh, what the fuck is this?

Yo, they say I'm 7:30, say I spaz out

F.B. is ill, she'll wild out

Can y'all feel my pain? I can't let it slide

How could I smile when I'm hurtin' so bad inside?

Yo, how can we start this? (Bitch)

My life is thorough, never heartless

I lay it down from the Cape to the St. Louis arches

From the Windy City to the streets in Cali

To the streets of Houston, my **** always boostin'

Some bitches always holla how they don't spend a dollar

But that's 'cause they ain't got it, now tell me, where's the logic?

And if I talk it, I done did it or I'm 'bout to do it

I'm makin' anthems, got a million **** bouncin' to it

Bust your guns and if that ain't enough, then bust again

I been thuggin' since B.I.Z. made "Just a Friend"

Matter of fact, ever since Flavor Flav was rockin' clock

And even then, it was no **** that could compare to Foxy

Let me hear it knock, pretty, you with me, right? (Yeah)

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 it's boogie, bruh

They say I'm 7:30, say I spaz out

F.B. is ill, she'll wild out

But can y'all feel my pain? I can't let it slide

How could I smile when I'm hurtin' so bad inside?

They say I'm 7:30, say I spaz out

F.B. is ill, she'll wild out

But can y'all feel my pain? I can't let it slide

How could I smile when I'm hurtin' so bad inside?

Yo, my life is full of problems, sometimes it's hard to dodge 'em

So much you couldn't fathom, I wish I didn't have 'em

They say I'm 7:30, pretty, but I rap too dirty

Deloris criticizin' me and probably never heard me

So what I crashed my Range? My last name ain't changed

This time is different, though, I'm not exploitin' names

Yeah, I write my shit, it's not a fuckin' game

So what he wrote some songs? I'll blow him up the same

I'm never duckin' dames, y'all know just where to find me

I would've killed him, but it just wouldn't be fair to mommy

Imagine me doin' time, Foxy behind bars

Not me, the crime star, y'all bitches ain't worth it

Although my life ain't perfect, I'll never change a thing

Y'all want success, but y'all don't know about the pain it bring

It's supposed to make you happy and keep your paper long

This B is kinda ill, how could you hate this song?

Yo, they say I'm 7:30, say I spaz out

F.B. is ill, she'll wild out

But can y'all feel my pain? I can't let it slide

How could I smile when I'm hurtin' so bad inside?

They say I'm 7:30, say I spaz out

F.B. is ill, she'll wild out

But can y'all feel my pain? I can't let it slide

How could I smile when I'm hurtin' so bad inside?

Now some of them **** always actin' like I can't make it happen

Like they don't know my cash, like they don't know my past

'Specially pop star bitches with the soft image

So what I ain't with 'em? A bitch is off-limits

Be where I always be, see who I choose to see

Although we not together, his heart belong to me

See, at times I think y'all **** be confusin' me

Like I'm some sweet, shorty, I'm still street

You're not on my level, and I won't stoop

And I'm the one that got you kicked out your own group

Chicks be always thinkin' that I'ma let it ride

I might not kill you, but I'll hurt you 'til you're dead inside

Third album and ya still wanna test Brown?

I'm so hood, **** know I'll boogie, get down

It could be real drama, it's still the ill na-na

They ain't a shit walla, indie beef holla

Yo, they say I'm 7:30, say I spaz out

F.B. is ill, she'll wild out

But can y'all feel my pain? I can't let it slide

How could I smile when I'm hurtin' so bad inside?

They say I'm 7:30, say I spaz out

F.B. is ill, she'll wild out

But can y'all feel my pain? I can't let it slide

How could I smile when I'm hurtin' so bad inside?

Written by: Dennis DeYoung, Inga Marchand, Juan Cordova, Michael Sandlofer

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