Woke up in the morning' cuz my snooze wasn't workin'

Got funky fresh until the squigga erkin jerkin

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 GiGi

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're 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're rollin' off East, and we're headed out West

Just incase they ill, I got my bulletproof 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 in style

And cruise 7 mile

Crewzin down seven mile!

Crewzin down seven mile!

Crewzin down seven mile!

Crewzin down seven mile!

Hit the West side, cuz that's where all the hoes at

And ev'ry real nigga in Detroit knows that

I'm rollin' low profile ridin' the bumps

Fuck the police, I'll let my system thump

BOOM is the sound you hear, comin' from the rear

And all the bitches say “looky look down there!”

Low down, dirty dog, three 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 motha, hoe!

Reel Life Productions fuckin' up your stereo

Ridin' like a rodeo, hoes wanna holla, so

Pull to the curb, what's your name, and your number, hoe?

Haven't got time for the lines I'm throwing ya

Gimme ya number, later on I'll call ya

The bitch gave me her number and left with a smile

I know how to play that hoe

Cuz I met her on 7 mile

Crewzin down seven mile!

Crewzin down seven mile!

Crewzin down seven mile!

Crewzin down seven mile!

Rollin' off West, and I'm headed for the East side

I see some hoes pointin' sayin' “look, it's Esham”

Not watchin' the road, thinkin' 'bout what they said

I hit a crack head, and now the crack head's dead

Hit and run, fuck him, cuz he already dead

Besides, I did him a favor, he was a crack head

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 and chill into the crib for awhile

And keep my black-ass off 7 mile

Crewzin down seven mile!

Crewzin down seven mile!

Crewzin down seven mile!

Crewzin down seven mile!

Crewzin down seven mile!

Crewzin down seven mile!

Crewzin down seven mile!

Crewzin down seven mile!

Crewzin down seven mile!

Crewzin down seven mile!

Crewzin down seven mile!

Crewzin down seven mile!

Crewzin down seven mile!

Crewzin down seven mile!