I hung around with the thugs
And even thought they sold drugs
The showed a young brother love
I moved out started really hanging
Needed money on my own so i started slanging
I aint guilty but even though i sell rocks
It feels good money putting in your mail box
Love paying rent when the rents due
Hope you got the diamond necklce that i sent to ya
I cant deny it
Im straight rider
You dont want to f*ck with me
Got the poilice busting at me
You cant do nothing to a g
My ambitions of a rider
It was all a dream
I used to read word up magazines
Salt and peper and heavy d up in the limosine
Hanging pictures on my wall
Evry saturday rap atack
Mr magic mall
I let my tape rock
Til my tape pop
Smoking weed and bamboo
Sipping on private stock
Way back when i had
The red and black lumberjack
With the hat to match
A nigga never been as broke as me
I like that
When i was young i had 2 pairs off lee
Besides that
The pink stripes and the grey
The one i wore on monday and wendesday whiles niggaz flirt
Whats beef
Beef is when
A nigga aint safe up in tie streets
Beef is when your mums ain't safe up in the streets
Beef is when I see you
Garantee to be in I c u
"I wish i stopped the bullet that killed biggie smalls"
I wish he stopped the man that killed tupacf
I we gonna find the murderer
We out to find the killer i "9k
We been waiting mr officers
Waiting for some answers
Im writing letters to my unborn child like 2 pac
Singing my songs to my mama
Over the prison phone
And no i aint coming home
Looking like a criminal
Looking like a shifsty individual
See lyrically
Im easily the best when it comes this shit called rap
To this shit called rap?
Every word, every sound broken down like a consonants
Every vowel like a iou, cuz i owe u
Like obama care
Cuz if obama cared
He will get every burogh, every city, every state
For the blood if a king
For the blood if a king?
The government will cover up thing
Like a secret society
These niggaz trying hide from me
We ridding for b.i.g
We ridding for 2pac
Gibrilville - Black Cadillac (Live) Lyrics
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I hung around with the thugs
And even thought they sold drugs
The showed a young brother love
I moved out started really hanging
Needed money on my own so i started slanging
I aint guilty but even though i sell rocks
It feels good money putting in your mail box
Love paying rent when the rents due
Hope you got the diamond necklce that i sent to ya
I cant deny it
Im straight rider
You dont want to f*ck with me
Got the poilice busting at me
You cant do nothing to a g
My ambitions of a rider
It was all a dream
I used to read word up magazines
Salt and peper and heavy d up in the limosine
Hanging pictures on my wall
Evry saturday rap atack
Mr magic mall
I let my tape rock
Til my tape pop
Smoking weed and bamboo
Sipping on private stock
Way back when i had
The red and black lumberjack
With the hat to match
A nigga never been as broke as me
I like that
When i was young i had 2 pairs off lee
Besides that
The pink stripes and the grey
The one i wore on monday and wendesday whiles niggaz flirt
Whats beef
Beef is when
A nigga aint safe up in tie streets
Beef is when your mums ain't safe up in the streets
Beef is when I see you
Garantee to be in I c u
"I wish i stopped the bullet that killed biggie smalls"
I wish he stopped the man that killed tupacf
I we gonna find the murderer
We out to find the killer i "9k
We been waiting mr officers
Waiting for some answers
Im writing letters to my unborn child like 2 pac
Singing my songs to my mama
Over the prison phone
And no i aint coming home
Looking like a criminal
Looking like a shifsty individual
See lyrically
Im easily the best when it comes this shit called rap
To this shit called rap?
Every word, every sound broken down like a consonants
Every vowel like a iou, cuz i owe u
Like obama care
Cuz if obama cared
He will get every burogh, every city, every state
For the blood if a king
For the blood if a king?
The government will cover up thing
Like a secret society
These niggaz trying hide from me
We ridding for b.i.g
We ridding for 2pac
And even thought they sold drugs
The showed a young brother love
I moved out started really hanging
Needed money on my own so i started slanging
I aint guilty but even though i sell rocks
It feels good money putting in your mail box
Love paying rent when the rents due
Hope you got the diamond necklce that i sent to ya
I cant deny it
Im straight rider
You dont want to f*ck with me
Got the poilice busting at me
You cant do nothing to a g
My ambitions of a rider
It was all a dream
I used to read word up magazines
Salt and peper and heavy d up in the limosine
Hanging pictures on my wall
Evry saturday rap atack
Mr magic mall
I let my tape rock
Til my tape pop
Smoking weed and bamboo
Sipping on private stock
Way back when i had
The red and black lumberjack
With the hat to match
A nigga never been as broke as me
I like that
When i was young i had 2 pairs off lee
Besides that
The pink stripes and the grey
The one i wore on monday and wendesday whiles niggaz flirt
Whats beef
Beef is when
A nigga aint safe up in tie streets
Beef is when your mums ain't safe up in the streets
Beef is when I see you
Garantee to be in I c u
"I wish i stopped the bullet that killed biggie smalls"
I wish he stopped the man that killed tupacf
I we gonna find the murderer
We out to find the killer i "9k
We been waiting mr officers
Waiting for some answers
Im writing letters to my unborn child like 2 pac
Singing my songs to my mama
Over the prison phone
And no i aint coming home
Looking like a criminal
Looking like a shifsty individual
See lyrically
Im easily the best when it comes this shit called rap
To this shit called rap?
Every word, every sound broken down like a consonants
Every vowel like a iou, cuz i owe u
Like obama care
Cuz if obama cared
He will get every burogh, every city, every state
For the blood if a king
For the blood if a king?
The government will cover up thing
Like a secret society
These niggaz trying hide from me
We ridding for b.i.g
We ridding for 2pac
Writer: gibril mansaray
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