Тексты песен «Dre Dog (Andre Nickatina)»

I take a flight with my niggaz I do it right with my niggaz I hit the night with my niggaz I rock the mic with my niggaz I get around with my niggaz I hit the town with my niggaz I spit a round with my niggaz I...

even pimps get broken hearts i spark the line stay trivia blow you to oblivia to give me, a semi auto with led keep a rap in my head like ruboys keep a lock full of dreads twist like a tornado the fatal cuban...

[verse one] In the blink of an eye You know your tiga can die I'm from the land of the 22, 44, 45 Riddles and lies is something we all despise So we look up to sky for the answer to "why?" We was just little tigas...

Gettin' in where I fit in, right? What that deuce deuce poppin' like? Baby, I like the way you work that tongue You had a don't care nigga for 3 weeks sprung It's the game, the muthafucka calls my name Product made...

(Juss woke up, head hurt...) (Coughing) Sorry Ike, I was only tryin to help you You? Tryin to help Ike? (Mack 10) Snatchin the bitches in the headlock It's that nigga the M-A-C-1-0 and Dre Dog straight doggin...

(Whale calls) (Dre Dog talking) Hehehehe... Oooh... This shit is on beat.... Hehehehe... Man... Drop that shit boy... Hehehehehe... Fillmoe.... Hehehehe... Did somebody say umm...Fillmoe? Mista Jim Jones...

(Dre Dog talking) Drop it Yeah! (yeah) Wasup? This is uh...one of those cocaine style raps (you can say that again) For the killas (the who?) The real killas (right) That uh...that popped Dan This yo boy Dre...

(Dre Dog) Muthafucka so I heard you like to run your mouth But eat this rhyme so you can taste what I'm a talk about That sewer rat mack in black is back Dre Dog in your dome lacin' caine wit' my dank sack You get...

how can sick can one nigga be you think im off that PCP but its Chewy! a lot of niggas never heard of me i said beware of me now they scared of me hu...i said come to my sunday service nigga seen who the reverend...

Punishment is painfull when you know that you deserve it It's like a hustla on a clucka let me show you how I serve it Nigga I see you, it's the tall bald eagle Representin somethin but you respresentin seagull...

Check this out heffa I'm a ghetto star 69 Cutty is my favorite car Chew gets rolled then here come the hoes In the G-string panties and the sexy clothes Snow white powda jets across the dash It's all about dope man...

The way some cats yeah get that cash Fuck around have a gun in your face Tied up and their whippin your ass Man most cats man they don't play cause their moms get high I can still recall the day I saw a gangsta cry...

scottie,scottie scottie,scottie (andre nickatina) put the phone on ya but it's the booty call and I'm comin' ta bust nuts on all ya'll and I'm out half a blunt hangin' out my mouth speedin' like a demon on 101...

I smoke chewy like a mothafuckin nut You got a gram bag hit the zags and roll her up 'cause a nigga like me can't fake it when I'm high Get the Visine for the tight red eyes Jump in the Cutlass with the niggas from...

it's mines i want that give me that ricky shake the party screamin "where the remy at" spinnin like some rims on some daytons and vouges and my my my how the indo goes freeze like a frosty with the cappucino taste...

I used to laugh when I see dope fiends get beat Bleedin' all out they head in the middle of the street Shit, ball fights would go on in the park And like vampires niggas come out in the dark Freaks sell dope for...

(Dre Dog whispering is in parentheses) [Dre Dog] ooh, here comes the sickest and the illest of them all (what's your name boy) they call me Dre Dog the coke snortin, chewy smokin reverend in black (yeah) just...

Don't push me cause i'm close to the edge I'm trying not to lose my head Sometime I sit alone And look deep into my soul And i starrin down at something That's very out a control Tolerence at zero Emotions dead...