Murda Mccall

Come on
Let's get it
Get her done
Uh uh
This ain't yo business
One on one
Can't fight it
Once we pull up then it's on
Call tyson Put that chicken on her dome
Don't fight fair You fight one You fight us all
Equalizing shyt bitch I'm miss McCall
Don't ask
Me bout no bitch
Bitch i had em All
Cause If I fuck tonight
Bitch call tomorrow
Cut the tape let's get to back reality
Can't believe it you shoulda never Doubted me
I shoulda seen it
You was out there counting sheep
Crossing bridges
You shoulda used the fuckin street
O you worried bout them dogs in ya yard
Well stop that barking
For this muzzle silence all
Try to keep it pretty
But You gremlins go too far
I'm always in yo city
Meet me at the mall
Ride down Run his pockets
Get the cheese
Pop em up we already got the keys
Once chance
Shoulda been quicker on ya feet
Roll up
Light the blunt let smoke this weed
Put the blunt out on his forehead
He say he want the smoke
So we gone smoke den
Gone head let it out
Why You choking
Soon as the blunt was finished
Snipers scoped him
Come on
Let's get it
Get her done
Uh uh
This aint yo business
One on one
Can't fight it
Once we pull up then it's on
Call tyson Put dat chicken on her dome
Don't fight fair you fight one you fight us all
Equalizing shit bitch I'm miss McCall
Don't ask
Me bout no bitch
Bitch i had em All
Cause If I fuck tonight
Bitch Don't call tomorrow
Equalizing shit bitch I'm Miss MCCall
Equalizing shit bitch I'm Miss MCCall
Equalizing shit bitch I'm Miss McCall
Equalizing shit bitch I'm Miss MCCall