Money Call (feat. Lost Angel & Juice The Mac)
Eazy True Soulja
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It's a money call every time I blink nigga I got it swinging from the first to fifteen VVS diamonds all this water like a sink In LA for a day I told her later we can link Pour a four inside this sprite, and made it pink Poppin' Adderall twice a day to help me Think Yeah this mob shit became a lifestyle Black sheep of the family was neglected as a child Sold out arenas now I'm packing out the crowds All I ever wanted was to make T-Lady Proud Man they gave my nigga life when he lost trial Cut some niggas out my circle they were Moving File They say the good die young, Treat the trapping like a sport I has the best run When you doing something right that when the hating come Count so much money lately Got my fingers Numb Snow bunny bitches selling drugs and they tricking The trap got all the honey Need more money that's the mission Boot it out my mind I get creative with this blicky Keep her why slut her out and leave it dry, Make her cry I ain't got no time for this shit Told you I'm dying for this shit Keep up make a play and re-up Thick hoes ass and titties D-cups homicides, Mamas cries I don't care about nobody Where were you it ain't no love Night and day I'm off these drugs Every day a different slug Put a hole in a thug One on one I spit this shit with ease I call it having fun Hit the club chains on Drink till all my pain gone Ride fast, hope the pigs don't crash behind this black truck F*ck the label tell them at the table I'm unstable Remember I ain't no cable wasn't able Bitches played you Remember DCF nobody cared and niggas hate you Some shit I can't forgive and won't Forget until I take you Niggas do you something one time and acting like they made you Hell on earth and ain't nobody come and save you Niggas ducking dodging smoke Probably mad I took his hoe In the hood ain't going broke Them hunnids help a nigga cope Won't forget and don't forget i promise I won't let it go Won't forgive and won't forget I promise I won't let shit go Boom bam Really made it out the vacuum seal Young trap nigga really ran up a mil Niggas can't f*ck with me Nigga that's how I feel Nigga try to reach for this chain, Get popped like a pill Big Forty-five on me Nigga we ain't boxing Nigga I had the ball on these niggas I had no options Why the f*ck is you on the street if you don't make profit Really put that shit on nigga Have you seen my closet Hunnid pack on the road Nigga I'm road running Nigga you ain't shot nothing Nigga you ain't busted Niggas real hoes What I take from it Groupie-ass niggas need to go ahead and pay homage
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