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Streets calling

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 behind me in a car full of drugs
I got one foot on the gas, one foot in of the judge
my baby mama tripping want every ounce 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 realer then
I bullets explode that man brains on the wall
but this 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 that Im buried, I my sins is forgiven
I know I me a woman, Im addicted to whores,
got the mind of a ready to ride for the corps
ready to lie on the stand, 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 on my riches
tryin to stack me a million, and stay to out the prison
But streets still calling, gotta beg me to listen
Screaming fuck all hater, mother fuck all this bitches
got no for these hoes, I got my model my riches
tryin to stack me a million, and stay to fuck out the
But streets still calling, gotta beg me to listen

Im fuck all these haters, mother fuck all these bitches

These 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 doing dope in the
a know that Im hot, there's no controlin' 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 guess he my wishes
I done shot with done elluded them prisons
Im tryin to run the game, its to do when you sitting
now Im calling some affiliate with the mob
now nobody hard to reach all the is a call
no for the law. these 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
it picked up a pack that life he be reppin

TWIGG

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