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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 until you drop me
Nicky back at you like 6-9
on the grind, on ya mind and im runnin outta
You that bay bridge heart kid run through my veins
hang me burn, let me pocket everythang
cuz my 3 10 shoes they leave no clues
i bucka break the law, but i fucka follows through. Holla
my Cardiar
i was born round i could never die its like that...

The

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

Andre

I got a lifetime ghetto past if the money gonna
way patrol say i drive too fast
man im a bank roll holla i told her her quota
but i you want my picture in ya photo motorolla
in my hat man i let my curls hang out
we shit, down where the girls hang out
the homie said hes good with the
and when it comes to bitches and clothes the freshest
i think you get the
its on the breakfast, toast
and ill squeeze a steak if you get too close
i bucka fucka fly with the flames
and pucka pucka party with my life in the
you know its all the

The
The YAY yeah boi that where im from
pushed enough to have the whole world numb
to distribute, first case i run
break a king down, sniff away the i've done
smoke a zip, a two a day boi my done
remember injuries from the squeeze of a gun
and held the in my lungs
v's to the slums
been through so much shit they believe that im young
eyes tight jet lee i believe im the one
superb (???) 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 up on us i'm letting out the smoke
pullin on a strong one straight out goin
muh fucka all that
return a nate is all i wish
pasta and fish is a dish
we was blessed the recipe
for the rest of me
blinded by the light, going on
if it wasnt for this gangsta shit i wonder where the will be
4 1 3 dont die stand next to me