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
up In new jays on 2 ways I scritched and scratched up I beat that bitch up when I found out she lyin Who she think I am? Saving Private Ryan? Andre Nickatina
In new jays on 2 ways I scritched and scratched up I beat that bitch up when I found out she lyin Who she think I am? Saving Private Ryan? Andre Nickatina
yeah its frisco's finest and see it as a priviledge when quipto rhymin if ya ( look in my eyes ) you can see that they slanted my sly samarai chopp you
down everyday I might laugh bitch but I really don't play Roll my whip, spit my gift Bitch holla back, but don't talk back I can see the hoe lust N Yo
In new jays on 2 ways I scritched and scratched up I beat that bitch up when I found out she lyin Who she think I am? Saving Private Ryan? [Andre Nickatina
Превод: Nickatina, Андре. Затвори N Лични.
Превод: Nickatina, Андре. N Yo Eyes.
I control em A ho' n ho' stable, I'm a mack and I'm ready, No doe hoe, no credit. That's right I said it [Verse 4: Andre Nickatina] My dolla bill is
[Andre Nickatina:] Rap cat, like that Top of the line freak, I gotta get scratch Don't waste time on a rat Mickey Mouse ho step back, Mickey Mouse ho
he died Fears for years, but yo- you already knew that I'ma keep selling dope, but yo, how can I do that? Itchin to be vicious ever since I was seven He said Nickatina
it's mines i want that give me that ricky shake the party screamin "where the remy at" spinnin like some rims on some daytons and vouges and my my my
Gettin' in where I fit in, right? What that deuce deuce poppin' like? Baby, I like the way you work that tongue You had a don't care nigga for 3 weeks
The way some cats yeah get that cash Fuck around have a gun in your face Tied up and their whippin your ass Man most cats man they don't play cause their
Bitches take your clothes off Homie let the money talk I don't really care if you a baller or a big boss (It's a strip club) Bitches take your clothes
Andre Nickatina "Crackin' Like Pastachio's" Here is my cridentials It's sumthin so essential Get the pad, i'll get the pencil Doin' doughnuts like it
Everything is crisscross patterns turn Mine on snap when the indo burn I?m livin wreckless. My killa cross over in the (?) Pushin coke from Fillmore