Andre Nickatina - Ate Miles From The City Of Dope lyrics

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Andre Nickatina - Ate Miles From The City Of Dope lyrics

Ate Miles From The City of Dope -Andre Nickatina its been a cold winter that means heat for a real Sinner who wanna live like a bread winna i fly low like a blind bird they say on the way to heaven man you chauffered i think i wear white cash mear coat if its 20 below i only live 8 miles from the city of dope i sport that Perry Ellis girl you should hang when the god wear it you get the smell like you in Paris i see numbas like im playin bingo i like to mingle wit a s**y single i turn your mind into a straight casino im not a witness like jahova get the cush or get the doja cut the optimo ganja roll it over -Equipto we cop and blow its to and fro we cop stacks of cash im sittin there with deep thoughts trippin off all the time wasted on weak spots nickel and diming while rhymin on the beat box everything happend for a reason shrook while its hot like a cook i reheat it all day bay bridge and get it how i live it its one more day closer to this next digit cant stop now im a mash for the rash with this open casket or your burn my ashes knowing long lasting this life is real and now im living fast wit no time to k** -Andre Nickatina i give a toast to the rhyme wave its the religion to the crime way you get your hustle on in 5 days its like wonderbread so fresh it got freaks looking for a style on map quest i spin a charlots webb a silk screen and interior designs i like to watch a nickel turn into a dime and prime time rap cats see the 7th sign spit the game to your heart soul in your mind it was Crackin Like Pastachio's like robert reveren this a natural in the fast lane its faster hoe i pop Buck like a pop quiz the ghetto steal for the rocks kid you'll get knocked out your socks kid about 4 to 5 blocks kid the homies poppin on your knock kid i stand still like a statue but at the same time run with a pack too i whoop a la**o run threw the castle money on the dash yo and NYC jumpin in the cab yo i fly low like a blind bird they say in heaven man you chauffer if you prefer -Equipto its like im beneath the underdog really live long wit paintin such a beautiful song the coke game and everythings a dolla sign and we focus straight ahead thats the bottom line this is my statement reverse the hatred if bay love the area i was raised in givin the song lace with instincts impulse react and in sync give me hell indo make it go pop everything el second stretch out the clock ima live out every second see my moma cry everytime that she stressin mess wit my mind cant understand the message time is of the essence betting i cant fall forward aint to long till i can really say im all yours im gon change play it off with the giggle man until then i still split it down the middle this is how we livin