730 Lyrics - Broken Silence - Foxy Brown

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 be -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 want to 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?