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Streets calling

Ride ride, ride,
ride ride, ride,
Put windows down
turn out the
on
Ride ride, ride,
ride ride, ride

Im money and nothing from the top of my lungs
riding with police behind me in a car of drugs
I got one foot on the gas, one foot in of the judge
my baby mama still want every ounce of my blood
these haters I die, my niggas hoping I blow
my homies die and the shell, I said letter and so
on and step in my world, my life is realer then yours
I watch bullets explode man brains on the wall
but streets be calling, try to beg me to listen
lost in the game and so I change my religion
tryin to stack me a million and stay the out of prison
on the day Im buried, I hope my sins is forgiven
I know I me a woman, Im addicted to whores,
got the mind of a soldier ready to for the corps
to lie on the stand, ready to die for my seeds
ready to die as man, and ever on my knees.

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

Im screaming fuck all these haters, mother fuck all bitches

These haters coming around bet Tweezie all they bitches.
got crack in the dishes I got some coke in the pot
a couple feins in the kitchen they dope in the spot
a nigga know that Im hot, there's no my fate
thats why I say my prayers when I put work on my plate
And I pray, can you hear me Im just hoping you listen
and I just sold me a couple bricks guess he granted my
I done shot with precision 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 all the takes is a call
no disregard for the law. these niggas rebellin'
he eleven with the burner what the fuck should I tell em
I em go back to school, shawty pick up this weapon
then it up a pack that life he be reppin

TWIGG

Okay, now were rIding time, niggas for they team
they focused on the arms while Im trying be a king
mafioso, nigga 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 creeps hate tho
wanna see you thangs but they just wanna see you meet your maker.
hail thy father for I to the above
b-fore Im facing you in person Ill be facing at a
send slugs for these niggas, no love for these niggas
got no for these hoes, only fucking this bitches yeah
on my mind, but mines on another state
Grado me grind all the time,
never hesitate instead, these niggas fed,
is Mark Walburg..all these niggas dead
we just getting fuck what other niggas said
they set up on top view, hustle hard fuck the till Im dead