Cliantele on the phone
Plug on the other line
That's where a nigga got signed
Cliantele on the phone
Plug on the other line
That's where a nigga got signed
Might give the young niggas the work
I need a pool pit
A1 diamonds o me, I don't rock that bullshit
I'm in the trap house with a scale
And a full clip
Here the plug on the that's why I'm hood rich
19 and had my first out of state plug
South Memphis nigga, smoking west coast bud
Couple of my partners Crips
But my connect was a Blood
And na I ain't Pac, but I get California love
My first loss I ever took, I lost 80 racks
But I doubled back make that 80 back
Straight up out the gutter, smooth as butter
Taking chances and na I ain't never seen
No motherfuckin advance checks
Cliantele on the phone
Plug on the other line
That's where a nigga got signed
Cliantele on the phone
Plug on the other line
That's where a nigga got signed
Cliantel on the phone, plug on the other line
I got cone at the door
Tell you niggas to stand in line
And every 5 minutes I'm steady
Peeking out the blinds
Na I ain't got no deal
For the last damb time everything I got
Nigga I scraped out the gutter
Meeting with my team
Call that a million dollar huddle
It's OK to like her
But you never posed to love her
After I hit that bitch
I send my nigga to fuck her
Extra loud shit, got my phone blowing up
Watching 106 and park smoking
Kush and pouring up
I'm at my trap house, working out dead fresh
Match my belt, pistol match my flesh
Cliantele on the phone
Plug on the other line
That's where a nigga got signed
Cliantele on the phone
Plug on the other line
That's where a nigga got signed
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