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Verse 1: Nickatina

The homie said, now we can chalk em like rocky if ya cocky you knock me
Do it till we you or atleast until you drop me
Nicky back at you star 6-9
on the grind, on ya mind and im runnin time
You that bay bridge heart kid run through my veins
with me burn, let me pocket everythang
cuz my 3 10 they dont leave no clues
i bucka the law, but i fucka follows through. Holla back
my Cardiar
i was round i could never die square its like that...

The

Turn up the knock, 7-7
hit the mini matchin pretty boy countin wops
semi automatic cock cuz i dont that nigga
smoking so i'm calm
know a cat pilla
eyes low gone im a crack dealer
surrounded by monsters mike jack thriller
ride around strapped cuz i might niggas
smokin purple like a fucking nut
you see a bank in the cuts hold it up
cuz a nigga like me snorted out to get
fell in love it had to stop fo' i die
young nigga early pushin rocks so im fly
everday early stackin paper gettin high
dre dog in the deck respect like Pac nigga
ill let my tape rock my tape pop

Nickatina

I got a lifetime ghetto if the money gonna last
high way patrol say i drive too
man im a bank holla i told her blow her quota
but i know you want my picture in ya photo
in my leather hat man i let my hang out
we talking shit, down the girls hang out
the said hes good with the weapons
and when it comes to and clothes he's the freshest
i think you get the
its butter on the breakfast,
and ill squeeze like a steak if you get too
i bucka bounce fly with the flames
and pucka pucka with my life in the game
you its all the same

The
The YAY yeah boi that where im from
pushed enough coke to have the whole numb
attempt to distribute, first i run
a king down, sniff away the things i've done
smoke a zip, a two a day boi my done
remember injuries from the squeeze of a gun
and held the trees in my
v's to the slums
been through so much shit can't believe that im young
eyes tight like jet lee i im the one
(???) watching allah i believe is the pun
without a test i cant believe thats my son
im just a huslah on the run,everday bendin
hoes pullin up on us i'm letting out the
on a strong one straight out hyphy goin
muh all that shit
return a hardball is all i wish
pasta and fish is a mobsters
we was blessed with the
for the rest of me
blinded by the light, going on
if it for this gangsta shit i wonder where the west will be
4 1 3 wanna die stand next to me