45 caliber raps

Singer:andre nickatina

it's an art

swing your bat like jack clark. catch me after dark hittin richmond on bart. raise the curtian

night club dweller straight flirtin

but be up with the roosters when the birds start chirpin. show shocker

love sea food and red lobster. heart knocker

a tiga blaze the garcia chopper. with a mouth full of weed and a mind full of greed

stampedes with no fees with a mouth to feed. just walk don't talk if hawk without a fader. leather coat like darth vader

still screamin i'm a raider. not a savior

playa of the f finga banger. nick named bullet cause i'm one up in the chamber. 45 caliber raps ready to snap. lying like pinocchio on two twin tracks. 45 caliber raps ready to snap. baby wore some jeans that exposed her gap. put together better than a roman scarlet letter

my dress code reacts to the mood of the weather. fish tailin on the freeway my tickets turn to warrants. alcohol and eggs my tiga said pork. spittin wide eyed my mouth piece is a gift. sink ships get chips

check the quality shit. pinky nail shaped well on a path to hell

that how it feels when your pockets and got no mail. clientel

better keep em cause i picks em up. one minute you the nigga now a bump in the trunk. mind gone al capone on a snith. smellin like ck one on the bitch. day dreams of being drug free and having a wife

gets between my bread makin and my hustlin life. nigga 45 caliber raps ready to snap. lying like pinocchio on two twin tracks. we put in work

my nickel defense stays alert

all star chucks squeakin up the turf. nigga banned from the spot like vanilla ice cream

wishin nightmares as i tell you nice dreams. stay in persuit

my whole world revolves around loot. drinkin coconut juice

wearin kenneth cole boots. most of my tigas slang weed or crack. they say the bigger the peelin man

the bigger the cap. comin like wolves in a whole damn pack. check it.