Esham - Crewzin' Down 7 Mile lyrics
[Esham - Crewzin' Down 7 Mile lyrics]
Woke up in the mornin' 'cause
My snooze wasn't workin'
Got funky fresh and took a swig
Of Erk & Jerk and
Stepped outside, jumped into my ride
Seen a couple of freaks standin'
Down at the store i started to go down there
I seen my man GG
He said they all ugly, so fuck them hoes
I kept on cruisin' to get my boy TNT
He said "What's up?"
I said "What's up? You comin'
To hang with me" we jumped in the car and
Hit the mile with style
When the hoes saw a nigga
All they said was "Wow!"
We rollin' off East and we headed out West
Just in case they ill I
Got my bullet proof vest
But it ain't complete without the
Heat under the seat
But, I won't fuck with you
Unless you fuck with me
Hoes givin' looks and smile
But, I'm here to profile with
Style and cruise 7 Mile
Cruisin' down 7 Mile ("Suck my dick")
Cruisin' down 7 Mile
("Bitch on the gank move")
Cruisin' down 7 Mile ("Still talkin' shit")
Cruisin' down 7 Mile ("Suck my dick")
Hit the West side 'cause that's
Where all the hoes at
And every real nigga in Detroit knows that
I'm rollin' low profile ridin' the bumps
Fuck the police, I let my system thump
Boom is the sound you hear
Comin' from the rear
And all the bitches say, "Look
Look down there!"
Low down, dirty dog 3 inches off the ground
Feel the bass knockin' on the
Other side of town
Some niggas into gang bangin'
Some into dope slangin'
I'm into fuckin' hoes, countin' cash
And street hangin' never like another bro
Better ask your mother ho
Reel Life Production is fuckin'
Up your stereo
Ridin' like a rodeo, hoes wanna holler so
Pull to the curb
What's your name and your number ho
Haven't got time for the
Lines I'm throwin' ya
Give me your number, later on I'll call ya
The bitch gave me her number
And left with a smile
I know how to play that ho 'cause
I met her on 7 Mile
Cruisin' down 7 Mile ("Bitch")
Cruisin' down 7 Mile ("Criminal minded")
Cruisin' down 7 Mile
("Gangster Boogie, Gangster Boogie")
Cruisin' down 7 Mile ("How you like me now")
Rollin'g off West and I'm headed
For the East Side
I see some hoes pointin' saying
"There goes Esham!" not watchin' the road
Thinkin' about what they said
I hit a crackhead, now the crackhead's dead
Hit and run
Fuck him 'cause he's already dead
Besides I did him a favor, he was a crackhead
Besides I ain't stoppin'
I'll let the next car stop
It gives me more time to get down the block
And make a right
Chill into the crib for a while
And keep my black ass off 7 Mile
My snooze wasn't workin'
Got funky fresh and took a swig
Of Erk & Jerk and
Stepped outside, jumped into my ride
Seen a couple of freaks standin'
Down at the store i started to go down there
I seen my man GG
He said they all ugly, so fuck them hoes
I kept on cruisin' to get my boy TNT
He said "What's up?"
I said "What's up? You comin'
To hang with me" we jumped in the car and
Hit the mile with style
When the hoes saw a nigga
All they said was "Wow!"
We rollin' off East and we headed out West
Just in case they ill I
Got my bullet proof vest
But it ain't complete without the
Heat under the seat
But, I won't fuck with you
Unless you fuck with me
Hoes givin' looks and smile
But, I'm here to profile with
Style and cruise 7 Mile
Cruisin' down 7 Mile ("Suck my dick")
Cruisin' down 7 Mile
("Bitch on the gank move")
Cruisin' down 7 Mile ("Still talkin' shit")
Cruisin' down 7 Mile ("Suck my dick")
Hit the West side 'cause that's
Where all the hoes at
And every real nigga in Detroit knows that
I'm rollin' low profile ridin' the bumps
Fuck the police, I let my system thump
Boom is the sound you hear
Comin' from the rear
And all the bitches say, "Look
Look down there!"
Low down, dirty dog 3 inches off the ground
Feel the bass knockin' on the
Other side of town
Some niggas into gang bangin'
Some into dope slangin'
I'm into fuckin' hoes, countin' cash
And street hangin' never like another bro
Better ask your mother ho
Reel Life Production is fuckin'
Up your stereo
Ridin' like a rodeo, hoes wanna holler so
Pull to the curb
What's your name and your number ho
Haven't got time for the
Lines I'm throwin' ya
Give me your number, later on I'll call ya
The bitch gave me her number
And left with a smile
I know how to play that ho 'cause
I met her on 7 Mile
Cruisin' down 7 Mile ("Bitch")
Cruisin' down 7 Mile ("Criminal minded")
Cruisin' down 7 Mile
("Gangster Boogie, Gangster Boogie")
Cruisin' down 7 Mile ("How you like me now")
Rollin'g off West and I'm headed
For the East Side
I see some hoes pointin' saying
"There goes Esham!" not watchin' the road
Thinkin' about what they said
I hit a crackhead, now the crackhead's dead
Hit and run
Fuck him 'cause he's already dead
Besides I did him a favor, he was a crackhead
Besides I ain't stoppin'
I'll let the next car stop
It gives me more time to get down the block
And make a right
Chill into the crib for a while
And keep my black ass off 7 Mile