GILLIE DA KID

GILLIE DA KID - 5AM In Philly

rate me

feat. Tamba Hali

Fuck all the haters that doubled Gill

Turmoil takes once checks down of bills

Decay long, feeling the sound is feel

Ah, and now lock me without a deal

‘Cause I got the wheel and I got them guns

When never the drama coming like you gotta cheled

They’re working seal, hitting Californian rappers

I sway your favor rappers the hell of an actor

Time proves even telescope to last

They shall all shit and they be televised

Never swan the past, I’ll now you can done it

You like so boring, can me river your own shit?

Wanna never rain about niggas like me

All that costless in this cheese and niggas you see

I’m the figure that be, I’m Jane go one jam

I ain’t no house, nigga knom or nigga the flee

The nigga would pierce, I’m the nigga the get

When your girlfriend ain’t no one, I’m the nigga she win

So nigga don’t trick, keep call the phone man

When she done a promise, nigga she be all man

I’m my own man, I fallow my own plan

Nigga’s faker than bitches, we used we song that

Yea, shot guns, I’m willing to stone hands

Cut former worries clough, call man

That would rather be sipping creeps for real

A lot of rappers been droven in crispy wheels

A lot of rappers been claiming and get in kneels

The truth us that they got three sixty deals

They do showing another nigga get paying

Getting lower another nigga get paying

Door smith get another nigga get paying

So the truth fear that all the nigga get playing

Gotta mass the building, show it you’re so real

I got only save freaking brain and nigga have a meal

You cats can feed the bear, better hit my snick feeling street so ody

Bulls like cracky vrube , y’all unit get shit

Yea, come, watch these nigas for three

Yea, come, watch these nigas for three

Wau, ‘cause all of these nigags sweep

Minute may, killies through rainy guy

In the street, niggas they been afraid

Trynna get all back in the state

So I can feed the hostage shit, till this may

Wait a Gill, I’m in the building

So I can feed the hostage shit, till this may

Assignments to critics enough less to deal with

And I ain’t need to rain all my rush all immediately

The gift that I received from the Lord, wish I have put it

Get on your knees and pray to God, that I shout it

I’m a shame when I game, when these dotes are taking

The shit is coming crocky like I’ve been in the river

The cane rap the flow, how we hell can deliver

I’m a real nigga, I don’t pretend to live hell

I’m more ready to got yea, still I got enough yea

Most of youngs not capable, falling in that trap

Rapping by shit, all niggas never all pack

I focus on this prox from my wall, you’re cracking nigga up with the stone short fin tow

You bring some drugs, need to lead that cause

Maybe never change, gain you know more drama

With the plot that giving now you’d open a comma

Was some till that nigga step on slipping on me

I’ve been up till accord, I mean dipping that thing

With my eyes open I see niggas like gots looking

I’m never weird, I ain’t give a fuck who’s approaching

Who called on him, who gotta do cross over’s

I put religion on my back, on my brot shoulders

Call your soldiers, please go get your soldiers

‘Cause I’d be on the fancy, sometimes I’m falling

Sometimes the towns are falling, fuck niggas they envy

Ain’t got pay a penny for these niggas, I ain’t got a shit that hardest way in the middle of these niggas

Run by myself, all I need is myself in this money

Couple of women that I helped to keep on coming

I’m cool, this rolling on my west when I’m rolling with you bitch

I’m just dome me nigga, she dome me too

True, I’m trying to hurt no feelings when she misses my name

She misses my feeling you know Friday night when the lights come on

She tire yea, she be back she means five in the morning

I mean nigga, come on, would you figure what’s wrong?

She just lain on you before she lain his shits

I got pay the money talking you shit don’t speak

Talking figures not your business, should they sheep like we

Ah, we won’t got take a dare, you can have a bed

See, I just bought and take it if I want it back

I hate to have niggas that can never see this shit coming

That seppar you live in the club with that nigga on me

Come on, religion on my back niggas

Fake the gang in the building.

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