JIMBO

[Intro]

Yeah

Blocks

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[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