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These nikkas act like, I ain't sling the clip at the last lane
And ran to the cops, to bring the tips of the last names (nikka!)
Like I ain't bring the shipments, and past caine
And sticky that'll leave ya finger tips wit the grass stains (nikka!)
Like I don't swing and zip through the fast lane
Would you believe, this ringer chipped me a fast Range (nikka!)
Like I ain't sling on stips, till my past fame
And stacked it up, like the Pringle chips, when the cash came (nikka!)
Like I ain't fling and dip, when the task came
I knew these nikkas sing like pits, so I stash change
The singles chipped in my ass changed
But this player never pay for, them rings and whips, just to gas dance
I'm why you stay in touch wit ya writer
Even made you pick up ya pen, and start clutchin it tighter
I ain't much of a fighter
But I know, everything about rollin up, like a Dutch in a Spyder
My dope is much more than whiter
One hit'll have the fiends yellin out, they need crutches and lighters
The Fed's can't touch us indict us, and the hoes can't even get numbers
They wanna stay in touch, they could write us, nikka
And ran to the cops, to bring the tips of the last names (nikka!)
Like I ain't bring the shipments, and past caine
And sticky that'll leave ya finger tips wit the grass stains (nikka!)
Like I don't swing and zip through the fast lane
Would you believe, this ringer chipped me a fast Range (nikka!)
Like I ain't sling on stips, till my past fame
And stacked it up, like the Pringle chips, when the cash came (nikka!)
Like I ain't fling and dip, when the task came
I knew these nikkas sing like pits, so I stash change
The singles chipped in my ass changed
But this player never pay for, them rings and whips, just to gas dance
I'm why you stay in touch wit ya writer
Even made you pick up ya pen, and start clutchin it tighter
I ain't much of a fighter
But I know, everything about rollin up, like a Dutch in a Spyder
My dope is much more than whiter
One hit'll have the fiends yellin out, they need crutches and lighters
The Fed's can't touch us indict us, and the hoes can't even get numbers
They wanna stay in touch, they could write us, nikka
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