Clipboard full of game. Go ahead Romeo do your thing.. Early one morning with a freaky ho* tapped on her shoulder said lets go. She turned around and said oh no.
[Verse 1]. When I met you baby, you was for sale. I just stepped out of the county jail. For a punk ass misdemeanor. My P.O. dont like Nickatina. And an old man was lettin' ya go.
You know I laugh like a fat king. And when I rap it's like the sound when a gat sings. Undercover, yea you know like butter. Stretch like rubber. I make sure payments like the ultimate cutter.
THE PHONE RANG, IT WAS A GUY THAT I KNEW. AND HE SAID,THEY'RE GUILTY. EVERY FUCKIN' COUNT. HE SAYS THEY'RE DONE. . (ANDRE). TIGER, I THINK YOU BETTER GET IT RIGHT.
The phone rang, it was a guy that i knew. And he said, that your guilt. Every fuckin' account. He says you're done. . (Nndre Nickatina). Tiger, i think you better get it right.
[Andre Nickatina]. Sometimes I feel like I'm caught in a verse. Or I'm Bobby Fischer but nobody cared to search. Can't look my mother in the eye no mo'.
Man if you know me, you know we homies. Itch, you're tied, demanding one and only. It's like the candy rain, all in the house of pain. And the one that hustle will survive, mane.
This is a dedication. A secret celebration. A rick James thang. A May west thang. You get cocaine dope mane pills mane. Mary Jane and everything. Have you spending money mane.
[Chorus: Mac Dre]. Ford, Chev, whatever ya got. Don't mean shit, shit ain't hot. Lincoln, Caddy, whatever ya got. Push it man, don't be scared to squat.
[Chorus: Mac Dre]. Ford, Chev, whatever ya got. Don't mean shit, shit ain't hot. Lincoln, Caddy, whatever ya got. Push it man, don't be scared to squat.
but not me. . some mc's dont rap it up, hold up a front like they really gonna give a fuck, but not me. fucken it up and let it run, talkin to much like when they hold the blunt.
but not me. . some mc's dont rap it up, hold up a front like they really gonna give a fuck, but not me. fucken it up and let it run, talkin to much like when they hold the blunt.
[Verse 1: Andre Nickatina]. Live fast, drive slow. I''m looking' like 'Pac in the Benz when he was hanging' out the window. Right now, I''ve got my Jesus piece on.
(A. Nickatina). My morning starts off with the chicken and the waffles. Baby say she never touched the hand of a capo. Shoot at the reflection in the mirror of life.
Im so extraordinary. St. John just like Walter Berry. Pinch my gift like the LA dodgers. Hold Death fine like you need a Rodgers. Talk my slang as I flash my rangs'.
i smoke cannibus. check this out you better work it trick. filmoe for life with a grain of salt. a tiga like me hate to take a loss. finikey and helifikle know it aint simple.
Verse 1: Andre Nickatina. . The homie said, now we can chalk em like rocky if ya cocky when you knock me. Do it till we slap you or atleast until you drop me.
I take a flight with my niggaz. I do it right with my niggaz. I hit the night with my niggaz. I rock the mic with my niggaz. I get around with my niggaz.
Blueberry Rain Lyrics. Nicky:. I have to blink two times 'cause im camera shy. I dont eat ice cream or cherry pie. I make it melt man it'll be dripping of the shelf.
blood in my hair from the wings of a hawk. no angels guide me i seem to be lost. spittin a rhyme from divious ways. all in the veins them freaks they get paid.