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Call the Cops Lyrics by Hell Rell

New Gun In Town

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[Hook]
Y'all betta call the cops, y'all betta call the cops
What I'm doin' is murder, y'all betta call the cops
Put me in a Ferrari it betta be a drop
And they said it was a crime to be so fly
Well put me in cuffs and read me my rights
They said it was a crime to be so fly
Well put me in cuffs and read me my rights
(Dipset)

[Verse 1]
Okay, they feelin' them out there
There's no dead bodies but they killin' them out there
And, not to mention, I'm causin' all attention
With the '07 Coupe, with the roof all missin'
And mami shake it, shake it, move it all around
While I, cook it, bag it, move a couple pounds
It's just money, I'll spend a couple thousand
Getcha lil' itty bitty crew buried in the crowd
It's there for when you run with a star
I'm the type to throw a party right in front of my car
Pop the trunk for the music, pop a bottle of Patrón
I get 'em all drunk, then they all come home
They askin' how he did it but they all wanna roll
I'm easy passin' by so I ain't worried 'bout the tone
So holla at me, homie, when you see me in that blue spurn
We run a city, need a office next to blue bird

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
When I'm in the club I don't lean, I don't rock
I tell a bitch it's goin' down like Yung Joc
I take her to my spot, then take her to her spot
Then I let her fix her weave and I kick her out the drop
And, uh, Nike's murder, hundred on the sleeves
And, uh, murder of streets, I'm runnin' with some G's
What's on the hip? It gotta be the heater
The jeans kinda crazy, but you gotta see the sneakers
It's like magic how I get rid of the top
Now you see it, now you don't, I'm the sickest on the block
And I get it from my pops, ya papa was a rollin' stone
Wherever he put his gun, that was his home
You see me in the zone, but no it's not the twilight
Nigga, this is my life, restaurant's high price
If I see it and I like it, I might buy it twice
You love me now but you gonna hate me when I'm outta sight

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
911, we got a hazard outside
So many cars it look like Jacob Javits outside
Beef by the bar, he wanna drag it outside
Homeboy, don't you know that automatic outside?
I Diddy Bopped, I don't know to dance
In the sky all day, like I don't know how to land
I go to sleep, wake up in a different country
Don't understand the language, but I understand the money
You gangsta, we gonna see all about it
You gonna watch us on the news and you gonna read all about it
And I'm Ruger Rell so, shorty, what it is?
Put this burner on ya kid, and a stroller by his bib
You know MTV Cribs? I wanna show you how I live
Couple pots on the stove, and the sodas in the fridge
And I bodied the mic and murdered the booths
And got them boys lookin' for me that be wearin' them suits

[Hook]
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Hell Rell

Hell Rell

About “Call the Cops” by Hell Rell

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"Call the Cops" is credited to Hell Rell. Songwriting credits may include additional writers listed on the release; check the credits section on this page for linked collaborators.

"Call the Cops" appears on "New Gun In Town".

Visit the Hell Rell artist page at /artist/hell-rell for biography, popular tracks, and links to more lyric pages.

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