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(Yes yes yes)
I the whole set and collect the cash
and i'm gonn' run game but the past
got long range, aint
lets flip at the small
then it parlay
Exchangin back to rhymin
wordplay but late for the tymin
It cant wait for the n' feedback
I stat when I down the weed on my rap

Nickatina]

I was born about miles from the City of Dope
my city is the City of Dope
weigh the coke, caddy
it couldnt be by John the Pope
Money is the bible couldnt care bout a
If youre goin for the
its kinda suicidle
'cause gonna have a rival thats bustin at ya do'
Tryin ta put bullet up in yo clothes

oh, oh fo sho we can blow mo'
while labels fall ta tha ocean flo'
(suckas)
I get pesky boss like Joe
I drop hefty rhymes on all
suckas that play two cue execute
the off loose I execute
on ya too height ya might get snatched
just like ya gold chain and no-name

Nickatina]

Homie dont ask me about that
because any chick I'll plead the fifth
me St. Nick when I spit the Gift
real rap cat on a pirate
n' chain like Sid Vicious
I done used my wishes
it comes ta swishers, cut the heart
Listinin' ta Al Green in the
Jumed in the with a letha' coat
looked in the view who popped the most
when i thought that i saw a ghost
I realized it was the endo

ma gold i go fo' broke off green dope
ya last they shottin at me like the pope
i campaign the bang the vote is
cannibis puttem in a camel clutch
like cant trip when i get accross
set it off lay em down with no second
endo endulgin' keep blowin
Falcon and the

tiger my adjust like a diamond heist
the way I shine you might lose ya sight
in my brand new phat farm
new pull low no less
grab ya cream get ya team who raise
in yo face cock its a new rigeme
yo out but it really dont matta'
had it the new-improved police scanna'
hang the bannas' yo cock tha
or forever in life wear a pampa'

It was pivotal when you came with pitiful
rhymes an avelanche in the average
ya sweatin they goin all out
ya in n out like three five seven
i kept it honest promised no
ya flipped fo' if not fo-get it
I stepped in the house throw with the peyton
excuse the but ho back with the hey now

Check it, crack the bottle then the whip
yo hear i go a son down ill ya hip
i'm like an angel but at an
and then i start to like Marlin Brando
like that blow back in my sack
tell the benz dealer that the is back
outta turn moonshine inta yak
and then the ATF wanna raid the track

I connive with mo ta multiply chedda'
I can see the without the tella'
cock the raw rap or release the classic
suckas a jaw-jap but i looked it
I get describe it graphic
the graph till im knowin it backwards
spit it with a one in the same
then i realease the masta and the game

Ok, i hit the night sky with the red eyes
the are hurtin i can hear her cry
freaks shoes thats not their size
and here come Nicky the felony rhymes
and the crimes can ya crack the case
like a bat outta hell i the race
on my face detect the hate
get a scale fo the rhyme i push the weight.