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Call The Law

Anthony Q.
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M-Town and it's John Anthony Q, Juicy J, y'all know what it is, man Shut the fuck up! Well... tell 'em, man Yeah, yes sir, know it, know it, let's go Loud pipes on it, dirt road rebel ridin' on it The devil in my rearview, bandana tied on it (Ooh) All gas, no brakes Once I get this motor goin', ain't no tellin' where it takes me (Ooh) Tell my mama I love her Cruisin' down a back road, I'm a country road runner, baby (Ooh) Am I stoppin'? Hell nah I'ma push it to the red line, make 'em call the law Call the law, make 'em call the law (Well) Call the law, make 'em call the law (Well) Call the law, make 'em call the law I'ma push it to the red line, make 'em call the law on me Rubber, last name Trouble I ain't never had it easy, baby, always been a hustler (Yeah) A little reckless and I know it I got way too many horses, you can hear my engine roarin' (Show it) Stick shift and tires burnin' Like my women like I like my cars: fast, loud, and dirty money (Oh) Am I stoppin'? Hell nah I'ma push it to the red line, make 'em call the law Call the law, make 'em call the law Call the law, make 'em call the law Call the law, make 'em call the law I'ma push it to the red line, make 'em call the law on me I'm from the dirt, got out the mud But I made it bubble like a sink full of suds Comin' from a city where I gotta keep it with me So I really don't fuck with y'all niggas like studs Down at the bottom where it ain't no love Pocket full of bread and a lung full of drugs Niggas wasn't gettin' no money way back in the day And them same niggas still got a grudge They makin' this money, y'all niggas don't phase me Somewhere in the club, neck full of fugazis I be goddamn, this car gon' drive by itself Juicy J done got a little lazy But I'm still gon' count like a clock on the wall Can't remember last time I lost (I lost) I'ma push it to the red line, make 'em call the law on me Call the law, make 'em call the law Call the law, make 'em call the law Call the law, make 'em call the law I'ma push it to the red line, make 'em call the law on me Let's go Home ain't never felt so far away (So far away) I gotta pay that old devil his dues Somehow, some way (Somehow, some way) I gotta play this hand that was dealt to me I got a lot of dirty money and a soul to clean But I just don't know if I'ma make it home So call the law on me