| What’s happening nigga
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| If you in a club right now
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| I want you to hold your car keys in one hand
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| I don’t care which hand and hold your bottle up in the other hand
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| We rolling nigga, I’m rolling like this here, Come on Rollin in my cadillac
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| Rollin in my cadillac
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| Rollin in my cadillac
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| Rollin, Rollin, Rollin
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| When I pull up, I’m in something real wide
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| Five Hundred insealer, 745
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| Niggaz be booting up, Hoes they wanna ride
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| Only way if thats gonna happen is you jack me off while I drive
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| I’m G’d Up, A Soldier now, Thats gonna be til I die
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| Feety gonna hold me down with the tracks you feel and vibe
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| Yeah I used to get loaded, I got nothing to hide
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| But look at me now, I’m focused, you can tell I try
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| You can even tell the way I lean when I drive
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| It’s a new day, new time, I got money on my mind
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| Best cup your hoe, I take it she fine
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| You know she fuck, cum one of a kind
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| I’m a gangsta, I keep it peed on my side
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| I’m a gangsta, If I see it and want it, I buy it Cowards be ego-driven, Swallow their pride
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| Either way it go, I’m do me and get mine, I’ma roll
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| I got money now, I ain’t hurt nigga
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| You want a verse, I get mad, not work with you
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| If you got street money, then the price different
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| You in the major league, you know you gonna taxed quickly
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| B Gizzle back nigga, the hood still love me Go to the club, me and my dawgs still pop up late
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| Go the mall and these hoes still wanna touch me Can’t help it, I’m thuggin, its just the streets love me It’s too late for Baby to try to reach out and touch me Judge had to make that bust up my fucking money
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| I was druggin hard, Nigga thought it was funny
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| Now I think its funny, I just say I did it, done it Now I’m up and running, Geezy don’t forget
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| Nothing fuckin with Chopper City, this is our year
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| Dawg we settin rules and we breaking grounds
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| If you real, then you know how we getting down, Better roll with me When I was 17, I was considered a grown man
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| Single mom did that, shit ain’t turn out bad
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| I was 15 in 95, with a '94 Grand AM
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| Shoulda seen when I got that 19 9 and hit the ave
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| I was sixteen by the time I was 18
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| Had a firebird, a lex and some bling bling
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| Doing my thing, living my dream by 19
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| Came through, Benz Jeep on dubs with TVs
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| Niggaz hated on me, Hail these nuts wished that I fall
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| I’m a hell of a hustler, its in my nature to ball
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| It’s a trade I got to get money and stand tall
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| Niggaz who hated yesterday, make 'em hate more tomorrow
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| Fuck all y’all, I’ma do me, do you
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| You want beef, fake beef, fake I’ma be true
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| Every year I’m bustin heads, pullin out something new
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| Fucking the game up everytime I come through, better roll |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rolling With My Cadillac, artist - B.G.. Album song Life After Cash Money, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп