{This call originates. From a correctional facility in Missouri. And may be recorded or monitored}. . {Yo nigga, this city. Answer the phone next time.
This is Cadillac Mack. Seville Appeal. Luv rollin' the L doggs. 9 papers. . Ayyo, I'm laid back and humble, yeah, I'm cool wit it. Kinda hungry, give me a salad and a soup wit it.
I wanna be myself. (I wanna be myself and nobody else). I wanna be myself. (I wanna be myself and nobody else). . I wanna be myself. (I wanna be myself and nobody else).
Gangsta shit. Fuck the drive by means you gettin' high. Ya feel it? This is funk. Get ya dick sucked, get ya clit licked. This that shit word to God, listen.
Yo, throw your motherfuckin' middle fingers in the air, nigga. 'Cause if y'all don't give a fuck, like we don't give a fuck. Throw your motherfuckin' fingers in the air.
Some gangsta shit, hit me. Queens, nigga, Murder Inc. shit. Black ground, nigga, Dave Bing shit. . Somebody's gonna die tonight. Somebody's gonna die tonight.
Lights out niggas, you clowns. The Murderers is here now, the game has changed. You know what I mean, nobody knows you anymore. Your records make no sense, you know what I mean.
Yeah, yo, yo, uh. Ja rule, huh, Murder Inc. nigga. How many wanna die with me?. Come on, come on, yo, yo. . I'ma ride to the end of the road, baby. This life gon' drive me crazy.
Yo, y'all niggaz don't know but we about to fuckin' let y'all know. You gonna get a motherfuckin' up close interview. With the motherfuckin' murderers.
The fuck is wrong with y'all niggaz. You think this shit is a game nigga. Like it ain't about murder and cocaine nigga. The fuck is wrong wit y'all. .
Black Child, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh. You know me, y'all don't know me?. Lemme tell y'all a lil' somethin' about me. How I came up? Where I came from? Awright?.
In this world it feels like I just dont belong. I walk the beat to my own drum and. I sing a different song. . I used to live like everybody told me, I tried to just fit in.
In this world it feels like I just dont belong. I walk the beat to my own drum and. I sing a different song. . I used to live like everybody told me, I tried to just fit in.
(Prelude). I got girlies all around me. Talkin all that bullshit. I just let it pass me. I aint bout that bullshit. Girlies all around me. Talkin all that bullshit.
You want the drama, I want the commas. You need the attention, you need your momma. You need some Lana Del Rey in the morning. Or you need some Lauryn.
whats up? smoke weed.. take pills. yes ma'm. smoke crack? hell no. kick ass, fuck hoes,. fuck this, fuck that, lick my nut sack.. roll blunt. kick back. cough cough cah cah..
See I used to be the type of mija that used. To get fucked up over love. With tequila in my cup. And I went off mad at the world. And everybody in it.
Laugh in your fuckin face. say wat u gotta say. do wat u gotta do. i dont give a fuck foo. you round like a bitch wen u got hit up. you said ke no le sacas but u got fucked up.