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2nd Street Baby - Call Ma Bluff Lyrics



2nd Street Baby - Call Ma Bluff Lyrics




I fell in love with serving, fast money give me a rush
Every head I crack, I add it to the stash, it ain't enough
All these niggas wanna be me, from the city, ain't did enough
I was swiping heads in the alley, I was supposed to be on the bus

Ayy, bro just tossed that pack, he said I'm the one, he know I'ma get it done
Ben just called my phone, he bringing a friend, you know that's two for one
I'ma just sit in the spot, collect these ends, put dead bro in my lungs
Had to just ask myself, where would I be, if it wasn't for the drugs

Had to just ask myself, where would I be, if I ain't keep my gun
12 on dick and court, I got me a Lawyer, because I ain't telling them none
Bad bitch making me dinner, while I sit back, and just count my dubs
I love my heads, but I ain't giving no extras, streets ain't got no love

Hit my bitch before I hit the road, she trying to lay down, but I can't cuddle her
Phone banging and she fussing, bae come on let's get this money
We been swiping heads, sliding through the city and she love it
Got the 40 on my side, don't play crazy, she'll buss it

Too much shit be going on, and that's why I stick to dumping
Get the load and bust it down, hit her body and she love it
This shit fire if you get it somewhere else, boy you lucky
Got this shit from down the way I payed some extras, cause they coming

You probably think this shit I'm saying nothing, cause you never done it
Really active, still cracking, ask the streets if I'm bluffing
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I fell in love with serving, fast money give me a rush
Every head I crack, I add it to the stash, it ain't enough
All these niggas wanna be me, from the city, ain't did enough
I was swiping heads in the alley, I was supposed to be on the bus

Ayy, bro just tossed that pack, he said I'm the one, he know I'ma get it done
Ben just called my phone, he bringing a friend, you know that's two for one
I'ma just sit in the spot, collect these ends, put dead bro in my lungs
Had to just ask myself, where would I be, if it wasn't for the drugs

Had to just ask myself, where would I be, if I ain't keep my gun
12 on dick and court, I got me a Lawyer, because I ain't telling them none
Bad bitch making me dinner, while I sit back, and just count my dubs
I love my heads, but I ain't giving no extras, streets ain't got no love

Hit my bitch before I hit the road, she trying to lay down, but I can't cuddle her
Phone banging and she fussing, bae come on let's get this money
We been swiping heads, sliding through the city and she love it
Got the 40 on my side, don't play crazy, she'll buss it

Too much shit be going on, and that's why I stick to dumping
Get the load and bust it down, hit her body and she love it
This shit fire if you get it somewhere else, boy you lucky
Got this shit from down the way I payed some extras, cause they coming

You probably think this shit I'm saying nothing, cause you never done it
Really active, still cracking, ask the streets if I'm bluffing
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Writer: ray charles
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Performed By: 2nd Street Baby
Language: English
Length: 1:54
Written by: ray charles
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