Andre Nickatina - Pitbull Terrier Lyrics
NickatinaIm from the era of rhyme bringinAnd from my dress code and style tight yeah ya know what Im slinginValentine heart shooterAnd pinky-neil fo real and cant ya tell aint nobody cuterA pitbull terrier carrys in the area, and he really aint sharin yaAdd a two door straight piranhaI keep it parked like the rear-wheel 64 of an impalaSkinny baby dum-dadaAnd when I rip the rap to gat ya back it aint no pradaMickey is the matador, and what you get beforeIts like rain when the money pour, heyA pitbull terrier carries in the area, and he really aint sharin yaI keep it dark as darth vaderAnd keep it cold as cream to make ya gleam with 31 flavors3-bullets just brazed yaAnd I cant believe we smokin weed the streets done raised yaAnd with the ode to mint-caperAnd at the year of faith I feel we talk about paperA pitbull terrier carries in the area, and he really aint sharin yaEquipto(yeah, huh)Ya see I step throughWhats up to all my nephewsIm leavin the suckas to superheroes for the rescueAn every attitude in the grillLike respect due we crept throughIts been a long timeWe shouldnt a left youIm a locate ya spotIm a go state the blockIts nationwide knowin Im a rotate the clock around timinRebuttle would make it seem so drasticVisual, havin felt its no longer lastinStart the rhyme shootinComputin with many brainsNo time for tootin make a comeback like eddy cameNeva, cross game or point with steady aimI put it so simple in the crookedist wayIm a brain-wave overtake, maintain no mistakes, how I give a ***** I aint gonna waitKnowin its more than mayIts weaker when you knowin its rightI hold the mic with confidence like rollin the diceNickatinaSometimes Im lucky as LuccianoAnd I collect lil things like ships thats made in the bottleBlock my sure as stakePut a flice around my waist the shape will still beat the caseLaid out like a bear rugBecause the way I squeeze to make this cheese is somethin like a bear hugAnd I aint never met a fair thugBaby ya with me or not because you know I dont share loveI kick back in the twilightMan thats the wicked little brother of this thing we call the limelightI switch lanes in the fast lifeAnd this psychic said I was King Tut in my past lifeI looked down Im like thats right yeahRespect the lawThe star born to break the lawMachine gun alibiIs like a lullabyWe smoke weed and we dont cry, heyA pitbull terrier carries in the area, and he really aint sharin ya
