Dial Again (feat. L.A.)
Rob Pimp
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I'm ready to see that pussy pop Tired of seeing them cameras click Damn boost phone always going off Man I wanna just chill and relax a bit And you thought it was gonna be a love story Rob turned it into an action flick I'm the man to realize that he want something Then turn around and go after it This rap game I've mastered it When I'm done to the trash with it Whoever said hip hops dead is lying Cause I've been giving mouth to mouth to it And I ain't gonna have to ask for shit When I send it to the afterlife No more rapper that think they hot But spit bullshit when they pass the mic Roll a joint and I'll pack a pipe My new whip is fast as light On the highway, smoking high grade I ain't gon' quit till Murph turns white I got a ten with some friends so we pile'em in So if my phone don't ring don't try to Cause I'm back at it like a crack addict Murder Murph is like a Black Savage And we each gon' spit on beats Its streetside like a bad habit Now you gettin' high with the Mad Hatter Holy shit man where's Alice Ya'll ain't ever seen no shit like this Murph just did coke with a jack rabbit So, label me as this and label me as that Label me one of the greatest to ever rap Label me the sickest, smartest, and the most clever F*ck being best alive, I wanna be best ever Or at least in your top 5 Spent plenty of nights on these punch lines Now I'm coming at rappers like its lunch time And its crunch time for me While I'm smoking weed with my team So don't say a thing when you calling my phone And that mother fucker don't ring Probably on the road cause we doing shows But we acting like the home team We the oldest gold, this flow is cold Hope the microphone don't freeze Ya'll need To get off my jock cause I been on my job Won't get on my knees And beg for shit, on the gangster tip I'll get what I need, I need Yeah Real shit, what the f*ck you talkin bout My dude I'm gone, till the next life flying out Calling up my phone yeah you better try again Better yet f*ck that, cause you only gonna hear (Dial Again) Man I got this shit, I roll it tight You split the swisher mane How you like me now Cause I'm busting my ass trynna get my name upstate When I pick it up tell'em that I made it When I pick it up the ladies go crazy Cause I spit that shit that's I'll I'm talking like sick, baby baby Man I got this shit, I lay it down Man I'm coming up, I got the crown I tell'em all that I'm faded, don't try and call my phone I'm a little bit usy with my girl, you know I Let'em Kow Were sorry, your call cannot be completed as dialed Please check the number and dial again
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