Brown, Foxy - 7:30 Lyrics






Whoa, whoa
What the plurrr is this, YO!

They say I'm 730, say I spaz out
FB 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
My life is thorough never heartless
I laid it down from the Gate to the St Louis arches
From the windy city to the streets in Cali
To them streets in Houston
My niggas always boostin'
Some bitches always holla
How they don't spend a dolla
But that's because they ain't got it
Now tell me where's the logic
And if I talk it - I've done did it or about to do it
I'm making anthems, got a million niggas bouncin' to it
Bust your guns!
And if that ain't enough then bust again
I've been thuggin' since B-I-Z made "Just A Friend"
Matter of fact ever since Flava Flav was rockin' clocks
And even then there was no bitch that could compare to Fox
Let me head knock, Pretty you wit' me right
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 Brown

Yo they say I'm 730, say I spaz out
FB 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 730, say I spaz out
FB 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 them
They say I'm 7-30, pretty but I rap too dirty
The law is criticizing me and probably never heard me
So what I crashed my Range
My last name ain't changed
This time it's different though
I'm not exploiting names
Yeah I write my shit
It's not a fucking game
So what he wrote some songs
I blew him up the same
I'm never ducking dames
Y'all know just where to find me
I would've killed her but it just wouldn't be fair to mommie
Imagine me doing 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 beat is kind of ill
How could you hate this song?

Yo they say I'm 730, say I spaz out
FB 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 730, say I spaz out
FB 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?

Man some hoes is always yackin'
Like I can't make it happen
Like they don't know my cash
Like they don't know my past
Especially pop star bitches with the soft image
So what I ain't with him
BITCH! He's off limits
Be where I always be
See who I choose to see
Although we're not together, his heart belong to me
See at times I think y'all bitches be confusing me
Like I'm somethin' 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'mma let it ride
I might not kill you but I'll hurt you till your dead inside
Third album and you still wanna test Brown
I'm so hood bitches know how boogie get down
It could be real drama
It's still the Ill Na Na
There ain't a bitch wilda
Any beef? Holla!

They say I'm 730, say I spaz out
FB 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 730, say I spaz out
FB 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?





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  1. A.... S....

    2020 I'm here

    A.... S....

    Me toooo

    A.... S....

    @lindi fellman 730 still has big BARS!

  2. B.... J....

    I MISS THIS MUSIC. FOXY BROWN MAKE A COME BACK BABY GIRL a.k.a IlLL Na Na

  3. J.... J....

    another 66 gone like Valentine's Day and Grant

  4. Q.... T....

    Illest🔥🔥🔥

  5. j.... W....

    Say what you want Foxy always made Quality Music

  6. S.... G....

    ®™🍶⚓

  7. M.... ....

    illest to this day

  8. B.... B....

    The dopest chick to ever do it

  9. R.... C....

    Still holds strong in 2019!

  10. j.... ....

    classic

  11. j.... ....

    Get the Gun

    j.... ....

    Lmao that louisiana shit

  12. E.... J....

    🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

  13. C.... T....

    Classic 🦊🦊

  14. A.... ....

    365+365=

  15. B.... C....

    I like the jolly beat to the hood ass bars

    B.... C....

    Such a good comment yo 😯

  16. S.... D....

    🗣🗣Yea she write her ish🔊🎶

  17. S.... A....

    "7:30"


    Whoa, whoa
    What the plurrr is this, YO!

    They say I'm 730, say I spaz out
    FB 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
    My life is thorough never heartless
    I laid it down from the Gate to the St Louis arches
    From the windy city to the streets in Cali
    To them streets in Houston
    My niggas always boostin'
    Some bitches always holla
    How they don't spend a dolla
    But that's because they ain't got it
    Now tell me where's the logic
    And if I talk it - I've done did it or about to do it
    I'm making anthems, got a million niggas bouncin' to it
    Bust your guns!
    And if that ain't enough then bust again
    I've been thuggin' since B-I-Z made "Just A Friend"
    Matter of fact ever since Flava Flav was rockin' clocks
    And even then there was no bitch that could compare to Fox
    Let me head knock, Pretty you wit' me right
    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 Brown

    Yo they say I'm 730, say I spaz out
    FB 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 730, say I spaz out
    FB 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 them
    They say I'm 7-30, pretty but I rap too dirty
    The law is criticizing me and probably never heard me
    So what I crashed my Range
    My last name ain't changed
    This time it's different though
    I'm not exploiting names
    Yeah I write my shit
    It's not a fucking game
    So what he wrote some songs
    I blew him up the same
    I'm never ducking dames
    Y'all know just where to find me
    I would've killed her but it just wouldn't be fair to mommie
    Imagine me doing 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 beat is kind of ill
    How could you hate this song?

    Yo they say I'm 730, say I spaz out
    FB 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 730, say I spaz out
    FB 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?

    Man some hoes is always yackin'
    Like I can't make it happen
    Like they don't know my cash
    Like they don't know my past
    Especially pop star bitches with the soft image
    So what I ain't with him
    BITCH! He's off limits
    Be where I always be
    See who I choose to see
    Although we're not together, his heart belong to me
    See at times I think y'all bitches be confusing me
    Like I'm somethin' 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'mma let it ride
    I might not kill you but I'll hurt you till your dead inside
    Third album and you still wanna test Brown
    I'm so hood bitches know how boogie get down
    It could be real drama
    It's still the Ill Na Na
    There ain't a bitch wilda
    Any beef? Holla!

    They say I'm 730, say I spaz out
    FB 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 730, say I spaz out
    FB 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?

    S.... A....

    She what the "FLUCK" is this, thats how they would say Fuck in Patois lol

  18. D.... B....

    🔥🔥🔥🔥

  19. z.... 7....

    730 is my Xbox clan but I never knew it was stolen now!!!

    z.... 7....

    Madd Smaxx ok but Xbox didn’t exist in 2001 but go of

    z.... 7....

    @Galore Globe no no. I'm agreeing with you. Just correcting you. He is a troll anyway why bother.

    z.... 7....

    Madd Smaxx he’s an idiot troll

    z.... 7....

    Xbox was in 2001

    z.... 7....

    zomBEAST 730 nice try jackass cuz this album was released in July way before Xbox was released in November 2001 so try again jackass

  20. S.... F....

    this my shit