king nicky's crown
Singer:andre nickatina
my raps are like a cell phone rate
cause they keep ringin all across the state. hit the barbque party make a handsome plate
i give u hell untill i make it to the pealy date. feel pretty
king nicky do it for the city
the spot got hot when they shut of the semi. game is late with a straight poker face
my recipies cats all wourlin to taste
but wait it's the chef the new hockey ref
cause i'm a cold rap cat till my very last breathe
i crash cars with the melokie brothers. my horoscope told me there is no other. i rap everyday like a christmas gift
i stay hot at the head if the g's don't flip
crushed velvet i tackle no helmet
i probly ain't shit if u let a freak tell it. wha via pimp take it for what it's worth
with the magnitude that you submittin'
to the game brame watch this how you be forgettin
cut out your never next with the stylish jack
leave your ass for dead cause you be fuckin faggots bitch
picture this superbowl sunday
niggas shoottin craps in the kitchen
what ever you like pumpin i ain't from my abs
treat the pain and make it feel liek a slug hit cha
the killer whale goes deep benathe the ocean floor
and leaves dead mc's at the sandshore. the atlantic
you act liek u ain't never
get your ass kicked. i make money and for me it's sheer kind
all in detriot man they know my
stretchin they necks tryin ta check the guy cause
i stay quite when my other niggas get loud
i kick style with my silver tooth smile
i cook rhymes on a cookie sheet
while you play that top on a rookie beat
stitchin up your pain with my protocall
i see the way you like sedating while i'm lickin my ends
while u be gressin i'm progressin your the
is the first step to a cry i'm a pimps grip
now really how far do you think the players
path gon getcha? c'mon nigga huh huh?
shiiit you know mackin is a game freak
king nicky in full effect i got coke dealers askin
what you doin next? " and check. like the honycomb hideout hidaway