Andre Nickatina - Bonus Track lyrics

i smoke cannibus check this out you better work it trick filmoe for life with a grain of salt a tiga like me hate to take a loss finikey and helifikle know it aint simple hit you with c**aine and hot nickels sell the sh**, make the profit reload your thoughts, then recop it come to your house like cody jared i dont think these n***as can bear it like a parrot, you want the cracka blow a hole right through your back-ah squeeze untill its an empty clip my ladies said lets pimp the b**h get my keys up off the shelf start the car, did not click the belt strike like an ambush, set up the moustrap hopefully them f**ers wont come back cause you'll never get your gun back and you'll be dodgin bullets by the mornin sun crack 4 a.m im smoken weed listenin to evelyn champagne king watchen ali dance across the ring gigglen, motherf**a' countin cream serve em just like the tennis ball all you had to do was call dis is how ima do em all and my life will be called the rise then fall of the sun, of the moon of the stars, fancy cars maybe you need to get a bath and tar and ask them feathers and fly off far but i know birds' dont catch no worms and all drug dealers just want they turn top of the world is where they earn bottom of the world is where they burn watch me bust it off and do this sh** at any cost no reports of no motherf**en' big a** boss or roll around town with a floozy toss b**h im automatic dont trust lawyers or mechanics or punk hoes that be starten static get the yams ill get the cabbage get the yacht ill rock the boat like nino used to rock the coke now im bout to go for broke weed to smoke, vee to loke KAHN