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like you got it all
And you ain't got shit but a image to uphold
You niggas can't, do it like me
Mix that Baccarat with the Creed
Something bout me

The mood is right
And this the moment
And I'm just trying to get up on it
I know you know that I want it
I can tell by the way you flaunt it
I can

myself peace
I try so hard but I beast
I learned some shit about beef
I done kicked the dope and I see
Life for what it is
Well respected by my peers

absorbed it
So don't blame me for the caution
Cause I ain't trying to get lost, no
I cannot afford it

Nah, this is not my love song
I mix my magic 'til

trenches, straight up out them slums, all I know is toting guns,  All my life I done struggled, I've been raised by my mother, two bedrooms, seven brothers,

brain
This is thug life baby I bet this dick will drive you crazy
Hot sex in the Mercedes
Who's next to try to play me
I tote techs and make babies by

the diamonds dancing like uzi doot-doot
These bitches bodies Betty Boop-Sha-Boop
And I'm cold
Bitch, you bet I know this Jedi rogue
I pull up in a red beam like

straight
Tryna pull over who? I ain't gon' stop, you know it's time to skate
You know I'm up dog shit, I got young money like Lil Wayne and Drake
Uh,

Those the last days that he spent with his mama
Last words she gave him
Was make sure you guide them kids unlike yo father
And make sure keep on applying

etiquette
I'm definitely very inspired by that, man
I appreciate you and everything you do
Shout out to Gonzalo

Shout out to motherfuckin' Malcolm
Nigga, who

a rock on you
Get your respect that's impossible
She wanna fuck 'cause I'm popular
Drano, my nigga, let's fuck up a block or two
Eight years ago, I be

to my mother I would never lack (Lack)
I done shot niggas who ain't get back
(They ain't get back)
Two shots, "Baow, baow", make 'em collapse
(Baow, baow)

don't do drugs with my jewelry on they eyeing my neck
I know alot about you niggas who be tryna finesse

I pull the whip out
Backseat just rolling a jet
I

you got that fire
Then I'll bring the heat
And I pity the fool who slept
And didn't bet on Robyn
You know she get it popping
Rhymes insured
Progressive

I'm rappin', nigga 
I'm on that bullshit, nigga 
(The fuck is a dub, nigga, what you gon' do with that? Haha)
The fuck is you talkin' 'bout, big Doe

Nickatina Says

Andre Nickatina

Khanthology Cocaine Raps 1992-2005

2006

as pie, can you hang with me (I'm fast)
I mix up like Ron Barcardi

Talk and walk and smoke weed at the party
Gamble on yourself for about two g''s
I'm

(Yeah, yeah all I need is one take )

Uh
0:12
I'd like to think I'm hard to find, hard to come by/
Its who I've lived to amplify, born and raised,

Should be riding my bike more instead of making a list
Of who should gracefully die and who should live by your kiss
Just pull that gold plated lever

Now tell me now who can stop me

Puuuur

Pulled out the big back

For that big back

Now sit back

I know you itching

For that get back

Ahhh yooo

myself out Dey ain answer phone

I got to feeling lame
Bitch tamat she love me
Guess I'm trim, na I ain't feelin' that
Know you tryna fix my heart

But

I'm scarred by your love
You left my heart bleeding
Seeing demons
Ion even get the meaning
Feel like i'm dreaming
Laid back off the drugs
But ian

Them jezebels got u silent
Just tell me if we got problems
(What)
Ah bro chill, this here roster time
What is on yo mind
Well good morning mutha fucker!

Mikey trusting who? how does that sound
Gave her so much dick she fienin for another round


They asking me all the time what is it that you want 
I be

the arms of my fiancée
"My love, I need to support you, but I'm so afraid
That if I stay in this place I'll give up the race" (Blow off my face)
She pulls me