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Tim Call Of The Wild

jumped back in the izzle skizzle To get every boys on the brother Tim? Why you fuckin' with him? He gone have you shame of yourself Out on a limb, too far to call

What's up we gonna go down the line baby Brand new one from the Call O' Da Wild Give big shouts to money makin' Manhattan 145th street crews, 155th street

get my city on, had to let me city go shout outs to my Philly hoes, told her drop that eagle o called that b-tch my quaterback, wild cat all that give

street tales, choking niggas like i'm sprewell golden state, holding your fate in the palm of my hand blow you away like its part of the plan i gotta call

fuck with us Yo yo, yo what they call you kid? Yeah they call me bigg jus Yo, it's a shame when these mc's fuck with me Yeah what's your name son? They call

remade Some days you fall some days you fly, but in the end we all must die Our rotting flesh and broken bone will feed the ground that we call home

's the dippy dippy don, now you heard that Let's take it back, where the original Tim the bird at? I got shit here to make you down on twelve-pack Call

all started runnin' to your back forty When they saw me comin' on my gator I look in the eye And I said, He's mine that one Got a wild-hair side

the path at the turn style Nocturnals tactics is wild out like a T-Rex at Jurassic Park Making music with my mouth like Biz Mark Rougher than Tim's