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Nickatina
i can see my reflection in my sons
and when i see them i know the lord when jesus died
im not a saint i spred my wings like a
i tell the boys to get me like a matador
i richochet the bullets in a thugs car
im located at the bar the drugs are
i pack the house i pack the all the gods no fat
we democrats
politican on the badge i spent
i my hair like god
then hit up the bumpin playboy tod
stroll up
we let the weed up
and the fold up
and not up
you know

you a cold duck im a dime p runna
smooth as silk i spit and make butter
a cold heart rhyme mind state lovark
you keep hard but go so far
i dont even think hurt a pimps blood
they cut deals wit up in the strip club
i stake money and study and day and night
if ima be in the game then ima it right
we chops it up while backwoods
let the hoe choose it she got the backwards
ima inzone dance
any town i ima frisco mac
cant roll hash the gift got my bank fat
i leave the beez she a castro fag
and mad 'cause im wit this and hoe knockin
tru to the shit that i spit and wont

Nickatina
the street gamble make you
and we can do it from the
all the way to the big apple
i swang back and forth like a link
my homie came to court sporting mink man
im not an honor roll if thats wut you tellin me
do you try to leave your country wit a
its a symphony
man when you me
the holy water bay gang come and me
i comb my like god
and hit up the bumpin playboy tod
man is how we act
and boy we act
its like a winter snake and a react
and back
i swim in the river i lust
with no gaurd watchin when i splash and fuss
i throw my soul in the 2 pencil
it sounds like a bird the gangbanger wistle
it was all so
miss me the riddles
the cat fish throw it right down the middle
crackin 4 triple ricky keep
'cause everybody know the rap starts gunnin, gunnin