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Verse 1: Nickatina

The homie said, now we can chalk em rocky if ya cocky when you knock me
Do it till we slap you or atleast until you me
Nicky at you like star 6-9
on the grind, on ya mind and im outta time
You know bay bridge heart kid run through my veins
hang with me burn, let me everythang
cuz my 3 10 they dont leave no clues
i break the law, but i fucka follows through. Holla back
my Cardiar
i was born round i could die square its like that...

The

up the knock, 7-7 pacs
hit the mini matchin black boy countin wops
semi cock cuz i dont trust that nigga
purple so i'm calm
know a cat pilla
eyes low gone im a stone dealer
by monsters like mike jack thriller
ride around cuz i might jack niggas
smokin purple like a fucking nut
you see a small bank in the cuts it up
cuz a nigga like me out to get high
fell in with it had to stop fo' i die
young nigga early pushin rocks so im fly
everday early mornin paper gettin high
dre dog in the deck will like Pac nigga
ill let my rock till my tape pop

Nickatina

I got a ghetto past if the money gonna last
high way say i drive too fast
man im a bank roll holla i told her her quota
but i know you want my picture in ya photo
in my leather hat man i let my curls out
we talking shit, down where the girls out
the homie said hes with the weapons
and when it comes to bitches and he's the freshest
i you get the message
its on the breakfast, toast
and ill squeeze a steak if you get too close
i bucka bounce fucka fly with the
and pucka pucka party my life in the game
you its all the same

The
The YAY AREA yeah boi that im from
pushed coke to have the whole world numb
to distribute, first case i run
break a down, sniff away the things i've done
a zip, a two a day boi my memorys 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 believe that im young
eyes tight like jet lee i im the one
superb (???) allah i believe is the pun
without a blood i cant believe thats my son
im just a huslah on the run,everday bendin
hoes pullin up on us i'm out the smoke
pullin on a strong one straight out hyphy
muh fucka all that
return a hardball nate is all i
pasta and fish is a mobsters
we was with the recipe
searching for the of me
blinded by the light, going on
if it wasnt for this gangsta i wonder where the west will be
4 1 3 dont die stand next to me