Andre Nickatina - Fillmoe - Vallejo lyrics

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Andre Nickatina - Fillmoe - Vallejo lyrics

[Verse 1 - Mac Dre] Backwoods got me congested ain't rested in two days I'm gettin' paid been on n***as head like toupees I'm a thug cuz, rob the blood out your gaze A cutthroat n***a, b**h, scandalous for days From school days I blew bays got ripped and f**ed up In new jays on two ways I scritched and scratched up I beat that batch up when I found out she lyin' Who she think I am, saving private Ryan [Verse 2 - Andre Nickatina] I make ya town move just by walking on ya block Take the keys to ya city but I still pick the lock Buy a car and a Glock, put the cash in my socks Flip the beat in the trunk so ya hear the sh** knock To hell with the law, the freeway's mines So is yo freak radios and Alpines Coke with a little bit of cherry lemon lime Ya think of me ya think of big money everytime Candy coat shine like the trigger of a nine Orca was a whale but Pisces is the sign [Verse 3 - Mac Dre] I got split personalities, I'm bi-polar You might see me with my Italian stallion or my chola Rap rock and rolla, I'm dope as yola If you don't pimp her, I might like Dola I'm riding in a big boat like Noah Wid two women of each races, boy I control a A whole ho stable I'm a mack and I'm ready No dough ho dead it, that's right I said it [Verse 4 - Andre Nickatina] I grip my dollar bills like my Caddy steering wheel I'm not a chil pill freak do what you will Heart ticking like a time bomb eating spicy prawns Man it's the god of Khan check it baby right or wrong Can look but don't stare it's the crime rhyme king Wid braids like a juvenile Khan nahmean? Wid Bruce Springstein in my Anchor blue jeans Oh yeh I'm in ya city man what's up with the weed Man call all the Gs, and tell 'em all freeze Andre Nickatina sayin' n***a what you need Hit the corna so narrow in a fly blue Camero A sparrow dodge a arrow but not a double barrel [Verse 5 - Mac Dre] We in a seven series beama it's me and Nickatina Ready to s**ual harra** a b**h like Martin did Gena Committin' felonies and hella misdemeanours A dog in the yard where the gra** is hella greener Rap singer, pimp done slapped Tina I mack nina from black to latina Clean as Noxema quick to pop the nina Got the money from the broad as soon as I seen her Willamina, Tina and Trina got dick by the bay on a Berkeley Marina Don't mean to point the finger but uh She got pancake syrup and bu*ter [Verse 6 - Andre Nickatina] Man the way I smoke weed it's like d**h of a genius Reappear roll up rise like a phoenix This is not a remix, Nino Felix Put it in a capsule seal it deal it How you want it Nicky baby four times five A quarter ounce of weed and some cherry pot pies Excuse me if I'm greedy cause I'm caught up in the lust I'd lie if you want but I'm a tiga you can trust Cause I'm on Fillmore in a white Velour suit In a blue Kangol, in my Wu-Tang boots With a back like a cobra cursed by the mail My manicured nails touch a triple beam scale Baby is a athlete, body like a star Ya talking real bad freak meet me by the car