telephone calls; ring ring

Lyrics

[Verse] Ring, ring, ring, I'ma take off in the ghost, you a hoe, on my soul Told little bro this shit get sticky, go grab your pole I'm ten toes down in the mud standing with my soldiers Slide on me, get shot, we wet the whole damn block Turn them dreads into a mop, that pack like stinky socks My knights read for the call, we sending out rapid shots Like Vick, yeah, send the dogs, this hoe got me applaud She clap like a applause, leave them spotted with them dots I'm ignoring her telephone calls, I'm ignoring hеr telephone calls How do I gеt myself out this mess? Grind so hard, I don't even need to rest Blood diamonds on my neck, my partner, he on that He put a bitch nigga in duress, fuck the pussy nigga, still get a check Think you sleepy, nigga? Put your ass to rest That little ass pole, we gon' put that to the test Dot him up, gun him, gun him, why the fuck you running? T-up