Mike G 707 Lyrics

King Mike G, know we stay OF to the death
Best bitches get wet off of that pineapple express
Thought I told you that the rain don’t stop
They ain’t taking me in, unless they bringing like 54 cops
Nigga f*ck rules, f*ck you, f*ck a jail sentence
All them f*cking critics say my gang is a gimmick
Make them say God, pray to odd, there’s no other
… know we keep it criminal, run up in your housing
Young …2000
Never one for stress, my nigga i just blaze
…inside the cage
Now it’s sold out shows, jumping off stage
But never lose sight, still looking for better days
And this is when … but I don’t even f*ck with this
My nigga, I’m like "hey"
Wolfgang bitch.