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Verse 1: Nickatina

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

The

up the knock, 7-7 pacs
hit the mini matchin pretty black boy wops
semi automatic cock cuz i dont that nigga
smoking so i'm calm
know a known cat
eyes low gone im a stone dealer
surrounded by monsters like mike thriller
around strapped cuz i might jack niggas
smokin purple like a fucking nut
you see a small in the cuts hold it up
cuz a nigga me snorted out to get high
fell in love it had to stop fo' i die
young nigga early 90's rocks so im fly
everday early mornin stackin paper gettin
dre dog in the deck respect like Pac nigga
ill let my tape rock till my pop

Nickatina

I got a lifetime ghetto if the money gonna last
high way say i drive too fast
man im a bank roll holla i her blow her quota
but i know you want my in ya photo motorolla
in my hat man i let my curls hang out
we shit, down where the girls hang out
the said hes good with the weapons
and when it comes to bitches and clothes he's the
i you get the message
its on the breakfast, toast
and ill squeeze like a steak if you get too
i bucka bounce fly with the flames
and pucka pucka party with my life in the
you know its all the

The
The YAY AREA yeah boi that where im
enough coke to have the whole world numb
attempt to distribute, first i run
break a king down, sniff away the things i've
smoke a zip, a two a day boi my done
remember niggas from the squeeze of a gun
and the trees in my lungs
pushin v's to the
been through so much shit they can't that im young
eyes tight like jet lee i im the one
(???) watching allah i believe is the pun
without a blood test i cant believe my son
im just a huslah on the run,everday bendin
pullin up on us i'm letting out the smoke
pullin on a strong one straight out hyphy
muh fucka all shit
return a hardball nate is all i
and fish is a mobsters dish
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 dont die stand next to me