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Streets calling

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

Im screaming money and nothing from the top of my
riding with police behind me in a car full of
I got one foot on the gas, one foot in of the judge
my baby mama still tripping want every of my blood
these haters hopin I die, my niggas I blow
my homies die and the shell, I said letter and so
Come on and step in my world, my life is then yours
I watch bullets explode that man brains on the
but this be calling, try to beg me to listen
lost faith in the and so I change my religion
tryin to stack me a million and the fuck out of prison
on the day that Im buried, I hope my sins is
I I need me a woman, Im addicted to whores,
got the mind of a ready to ride for the corps
ready to lie on the stand, ready to die for my
to die as man, and ever live on my knees.

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

Im screaming all these haters, mother fuck all these bitches

haters coming around bet Tweezie fuck all they bitches.
got some crack in the dishes I got 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 I put that work on my plate
And I pray, can you hear me Im just that you listen
and I just sold me a couple bricks he granted my wishes
I done with precision done elluded them prisons
Im to run the game, its hard to do when you sitting
now Im calling some shots affiliate the mob
now nobody hard to all the takes is a call
no disregard for the law. little niggas rebellin'
he eleven with the burner what the fuck should I tell em
I told em go back to school, shawty pick up this
then it up a pack that life he be reppin

TWIGG

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