Make way for the nitty, gritty, bitty titty filler
|
City after city time and crime rap dealer
|
I donĄ¯t play football, IĄ¯m not a playmaker
|
My only way deep is to throw a haymaker
|
School rule breaker
|
MakinĄ¯ teachers have a fit
|
From the Goz show thatĄ¯s how I learn to spit
|
Man, some All Star ChuckĄ¯s and some coke to sack
|
It donĄ¯t matter what color as long it blue or black
|
Cuz IĄ¯m reckless
|
Cuban necklace
|
Never in the game that become wet fish
|
Two t-shirts an ah adidas suit
|
Man, I ainĄ¯t peepinĄ¯ what what ya speakinĄ¯
|
Homie gimme the loot
|
Man, you filled witĄ¯ truth
|
And IĄ¯m filled with lies
|
When we rap all these muthfuckasĄ¯ die despise
|
Like the sparrow that narrow
|
Nigga shootinĄ¯ through an arrow
|
You can see the kluggĄ¯s if you look through the barrel
|
Fools use chess like a VCR
|
Worth as much as a CD-R
|
Gotta put my hands in the cookie jar
|
You got beef?
|
Let my rap den rip ya car
|
Disappear like a motherfuckinĄ¯ desert mirage
|
SmellinĄ¯ so good like a red crosage
|
ThatĄ¯s the way I fuck emĄ¯ down
|
Climbs around by sound
|
Like how them whistles whip through the ground
|
Get the camera, the ramela, the scramela
|
Two points the fuck with the camela, SIN
|
Who cares what mood ya in?
|
ItĄ¯ll sound like thunda if I lose again
|
|
Yeah nickatina I dun told ya the virgin of fame
|
Im like napoleon you beat like he come in the game
|
CheckĄ¯s is ready to name
|
Then I pop the brain
|
AinĄ¯t a law in the world that can stop the case
|
I wear Adidas
|
Sometimes Fillas
|
TheyĄ¯re the two leadasĄ¯
|
The boy king
|
Hit yo bowl, sack, low jeans
|
At 3am
|
Yeah the freeway mine
|
And you can tell by the ticketĄ¯s IĄ¯ve left behind
|
You wanna get reckless?
|
DonĄ¯t get checklist
|
Cops motherfucker they respect this
|
WhatĄ¯s on the wishlist?
|
Man, I can get this
|
I freak with big lips
|
And she love the tongue kiss
|
And cold as a tundre
|
SevenĄ¯s the numba
|
Split up the pie
|
Or chop it like lumba
|
DonĄ¯t forget the thunda that I said
|
And all praises to Bob MarleyĄ¯s mighty dreads
|
We need to find someone to hunt down
|
Think of the turn around
|
The murder is murder round
|
Tryin to burn emĄ¯ down
|
Reckless
|
I all blessed it
|
I hit the stage freak with such freshness
|
Two t-shirts and ah adidas suit
|
Im lookinĄ¯ way too cute
|
You bitches raise the roof
|
You got bacardi in yaĄ¯ body
|
180 proof
|
And IĄ¯m addicted to ya ass
|
Like yaĄ¯ name was truth
|
I jump in the coop
|
With a couple of bloods
|
And bitch fuck ya party if the shit donĄ¯t bump
|
Because IĄ¯m major fast
|
I need major cash
|
And damn your sister got major ass
|
Homie reckless
|
They wonĄ¯t respect this
|
I say the bitch is kinda like a necklace
|
Two t-shirts and ah adidas suit
|
IĄ¯m lookinĄ¯ way too cute
|
You bitches raise the roof
|
|
-----------------
|
T-Shirts An Ah Adidas Suit
|
| Andre Nickatina |
