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Streets still

Ride ride, ride,
ride, ride ride,
Put your windows
out the heat
on
Ride ride, ride,
ride, ride ride

Im screaming money and from the top of my lungs
riding with police behind me in a car full of
I got one foot on the gas, one in front of the judge
my mama still tripping want every ounce of my blood
these hopin I die, my niggas hoping I blow
my homies die and the shell, I said letter and so
Come on and step in my world, my life is realer then
I watch bullets explode that man brains on the
but this be calling, try to beg me to listen
lost faith in the game and so I my religion
tryin to stack me a million and stay the out of prison
on the day that Im buried, I my sins is forgiven
I know I need me a woman, Im to whores,
got the mind of a ready to ride for the corps
to lie on the stand, ready to die for my seeds
ready to die as man, and live on my knees.

Screaming fucking all the haters, mother fuck all bitches
got no for these hoes, I got my mind on my riches
tryin to stack me a million, and to fuck out the prison
But this still calling, gotta beg me to listen
Screaming fuck all these hater, mother all this bitches
got no time for these hoes, I got my model my
to stack me a million, and stay to fuck out the prison
But this streets still calling, beg me to listen

Im fuck all these haters, mother fuck all these bitches

These haters coming around bet Tweezie fuck all bitches.
got crack in the dishes I got some coke in the pot
a couple feins in the kitchen doing dope in the spot
a nigga know that Im hot, there's no my fate
thats why I say my prayers when I put that work on my
And I pray, can you hear me Im just hoping you listen
and I just sold me a couple bricks he granted my wishes
I done shot with done elluded them prisons
Im tryin to run the game, its hard to do when you
now Im calling some shots affiliate the mob
now nobody hard to reach all the takes is a
no disregard for the law. little niggas rebellin'
he with the burner like what the fuck should I tell em
I told em go back to school, shawty pick up weapon
then it picked up a that life he be reppin

TWIGG

Okay, now were time, niggas spark for they team
still they focused on the while Im trying be a king
mafioso, young but Ive been alive
yeah, five six but like a nigga six five thats right
tryin to see a hundred milli, but you see these will hate tho
wanna see you doing thangs but just wanna see you meet your maker.
thy father for I pray to the above
b-fore Im facing you in person Ill be at a judge
send slugs for these niggas, no love for these niggas
got no time for these hoes, only fucking this bitches
money on my mind, but mines on another
Grado me grind all the time,
never hesitate instead, keep these fed,
fuck is Mark Walburg..all niggas dead
we getting money fuck what other niggas said
they set up on top view, hustle hard fuck the till Im dead