Maino Streets

Maino Streets - Still Calling lyrics

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Ride ride, ride ride,

ride ride, ride ride,

Put your windows down

turn out the heat

come on

Ride ride, ride ride,

ride ride, ride ride

I’m screaming money and nothing from the top of my loss

riding with police behind me in the cuff of the trucks

I got one foot on the gas, one foot in front of the judge

my baby mama still tripping won’t every answer my blood

he say just hope that I not die, my niggas hoping I blow

my homies die and shell, I said them letter and so

I’m on the step in my world, my life is reading it yours

I watch bullets explode that man springs on the wall

but this streets be calling, try to beg me to listen

lost faith in the game and so I change my religion

tryin to stack me a million and stay to fuck out of prison

on the day that I’m buried, I hope my sense is forgiven

I know I need me a woman, I’m addicted to hoes,

got the mind of a soldier ready to ride for the course,

ready to lie on the stand, ready to die for my six

rather dies and man, and ever live on my knee

hOOK:

Screaming fucking all the faded, mother fuck all this bitches

got no time for these hoes, I got my model my riches

tryin to stack me a million, and stay to fuck out the prison

But this streets still calling, gotta beg me to listen

Screaming fuck all these hater, mother fuck all this bitches

got no time for these hoes, I got my model my riches

tryin to stack me a million, and stay to fuck out the prison

But this streets still calling, gotta beg me to listen

I’m screaming fuck all these haters, mother fuck all this bitches

and may just coming around and I bet freezy fuck all their bitches

got some crack in the dishes I got some coke in the pot

a couple fins in the kitchen they’re doing dope in this pot

a nigga know that I’m hot, bitch no control in my fate

that’s why I say a..fuck, I put that work on my plate

And I pray, can you hear me I’m just hoping that you listen

adn I sold me a couple bricks guess it granny my wishes

out of shower precision none of the..them prison

I’m tryin to run the game, it’s all the doing and sitting

now I’m calling some shots affiliate with the mob

now nobody hard to reach all the tapes for call

no kush for guard of the lord, these little niggas we’re felling

eleven with the burn of like what the fuck should I tell em

I told em go back to school, shawty pick up this weapon

then it picked up a pet dub life with this rapping

[Hook:]

Okay, now we’re running time, niggas spark before they see, slim

still they focused on the palms while I’m trying be a king

mafioso, young nigga but I’ve been alive

yeah, five six but bangin like you nigga six five that’s right

tryin to see a hundred milli, but you see this crips to hate the

see you do what daters wanna see you meet Jamaica

how will follow for I pray for the above

for I’m facing you in person I’ll be facing that to judge

send these slugs for the niggas, no love for these niggas

got no time for these hoes, only fucking this bitches yet

money on my mind, minds on another state

God us hold me grind on the time,

never hesitate the stack keep this niggas fat,

fuck us Muck..all this nigga tag

we just getting money fuck what other nigga said

they set on top view, hustle hard fuck the fast till I’m dead

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