Callin’ Out Gudda Gudda (Ft. Shanell)

[Verse 1: Shanell]
We out here, we hood rich
We getting by, we run a snitch
The corner store, the duplex
The bootleg, the barbed wire fence
The blue lights, the red lights
Shine on every street sign

[Chorus: Shanell]
A lifestyle for the ones that know
We're holding up, we're calling out like, "Yeah"
See me calling from the ghetto, screaming, "Eh"
Call it out, let me hear you say, "Yeah"
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, ooh

[Verse 2: Shanell]
That 808 (808), the black tint (Black tint)
The chalk lines on the cement (On the cement)
The barbershop (Barbershop), the double Dutch (Double Dutch)
The fish fry on the yacht in the front
Either you boss up or fall back
Learn to stay up on your own track

[Chorus: Shanell]
A lifestyle that we know
We're holding up, we're calling out like, "Yeah"
("Yeah" calling out from the ghetto)
Hear me calling from the ghetto, screaming, "Eh"
("Yeah" calling out from the ghetto)
Call it out, let me hear you say, "Yeah"
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
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