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Song: | Shot Callin' & Big Ballin' |
Album: | Whoridin' | Genres: | Urban |
Year: | 2005 |
Length: | 0 sec |
Lyricist: The Whoridas
Lyrics:
Yeah, it's the Whoridas, baby
Puttin' it down for all the shot callas
And the big ballas in the town, feel me
Shot callin' and big ballin'
Advance to the next level in the game
Shot callin' and big ballin'
Advance to the next level in the game
It all starts off when ya grindin', sellin' rocks
Then ya mind expands you wanna sew up the block
And be the man so you pull all night shifts
Currency flips, like gymnastics
And you gotta stay strapped 'cause fools be jackin'
Leavin' niggas missin' in action but we ain't havin' that
Fat ass gats are tucked tight, as you grind every cop
Grind every cop night after night
Young hustlas be at this
Tryin' to blow up to the kilogram status
And it feels fantastic, cause you know that you on your way
Forty keys a week, knockin' off zips a day with no sleep
Passed the peak at forty overtime
Hella high sharper than a porcupine
(Ouch)
With your eyes lookin' shady, it's big ballin', baby
Shot callin' and big ballin'
Advance to the next level in the game
Shot callin' and big ballin'
Advance to the next level in the game
Shot callin' and big ballin'
The next level, the next level
Shot callin' and big ballin'
In the game, advance to the next level in the game
Now my pocket done blew up like rockets
Call me NASA, helpin' my money get blasted
You can't handle that 69 cancer crowd
Bust a half a jacka, in the midst a gettin' dealt with
(Fo' sho')
They call up Silky to con
Milk these fools like cows boo-gow
Laya playa, down forty letters form the crown
So gettin' gee-chee shot callin' and ballin' through the town
Now how you like us now you probably don't
'Cause we be bubblin', straight lace hustlin'
Don't be trustin' fools that be smilin' in the face
Schemin' like demons on the under for papes
Underground tapes dope sold by crates 'cause
It's the ballin' ass whoridas, call the shots on
Playa hatin' niggas for they dollas
Wringin' collas, makin' neighbors holla, smashin' off in Impalas
(Err)
Shot callin' and big ballin'
Advance to the next level in the game
Shot callin' and big ballin'
Advance to the next level in the game
Shot callin' and big ballin'
The next level, the next level
Shot callin' and big ballin'
In the game, advance to the next level in the game
Now we lettin' fools know what time it is wit this here
Cali shots then disappear and shift the gear
Keep my ear close to the ground
Nigga, what you hollerin'? Westbound
Grew up in dog town with a natural perpetual frown,
And it's still on till this day, check the game and peep the play
By hostile big ballas, I got the sauce to set it off
And raise you up from the spot snatch the chamber back
On that G-lock and let it pop, Ha-San Chop
(Yeah)
Shot callin' and big ballin'
Advance to the next level in the game
Shot callin' and big ballin'
Advance to the next level in the game
Shot callin' and big ballin'
The next level, the next level
Shot callin' and big ballin'
In the game, advance to the next level in the game
Whoridas, hobo records
Hobo junction, the year of the ticket, 96 man
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