Andre Nickatina - U Ain't My Folks lyrics

As I'm gone bitten knittin, it's too much space I'm bustin out the seams in your motherf**in place Got to dwell, oh well, My DT crew gets wrecked I live my last days as if my last breath All you player hatin mother f**ers challenge our balance Tricks try to get with Lo-Lo regs and scallion Now can dre my dog make up the DT b**h So whatcha watch cause we gettin rich Can i kick it with my lo-dog Fill my heart you got the blunt i got the boones For alls yalls so let me break it down like this And if you aint my folks dont ask me for sh** Biyotch! I runs my flows like carl lewis, you blew it Tried to step to the scene as though you knew it And now I'm zippin through the air waves My gift of gab was given to me in my younger days A bye bye to my alarmin And could you refrain from please squeezin the charmin n***a, cause you got none and you get stunned When i bluckha-bluckha to your motherf**in dome Then my crew played the glock glock glock So let me bust this sh** without the ha**le, non stop Smokin fools like a mother f**in blunt dre gave me And all you n***as talkin bout save me Chumpin Say a ho oh no You f**in wit that DT L-O L-O You should know that Lo-Lo when im felon Im wellin in my heart i'd obey with my n***a dre Biyotch Is that how you're comin, well um This is your boy dre You boy comin like this n***a you worser than being a gay son Im a pimp you better roll a 20 sack and dont think you can skimp So if you got a gla** jaw yous a caterpillar So im a kick f**s like d treating n***as motherf**a You dirty like the New York subway T-run you little c*nt you be good as me one day Not I respect you like a racist white cop So check the plastic glock thats dropped in my sock Cause feelin like the soul train You knock me off the track Terminator couldnt sing it better I'll be back f** that I dont forget and will not forgive And dont give a f** if you die your alive As i laugh and stretch your neck like an african giraffe Like a do-do a s**y ho, im all up in your a** Then its actual im always in jeans lookin casual f** being nationwide fool im international Like anywhere i fits in and n***as i been blessed Cause where i gets in i fits like a sun dress On a 21 year old bu*terscotch if i have to freaknic Da p**y'll have to fluff em up wantin me to freak this Table,this hippo,Lo-Lo get the boones And we're going to f** every p**y hole in the room They aint my folks Creamin in their motherf**in face Im on the under well just have NIO But i like west grand An indo joint burns in my hand You should have left before i thought, you had your chance You think the sh** got squashed cause the sh** got old Now your from the state necked knocked out cold Motherf**a Aint my folks, aint my folks either n***a you need to stop bringin all those blunts in front of squeeze sometimes Motherf**a