Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Alligator Blood, artist - Andre Nickatina. Album song Khanthology, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 04.12.2006
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Fillmoe Coleman
Song language: English
Alligator Blood |
Andre Nickatina |
Caught up in the rhyme like a dopef iend, freaky heater back the fuck up if you |
cut your broke dreams, i keep the 40 fo' shizzle nizzle pizzle wizzle kizzle |
yea with yellow skittles you might see me in the streets man with my mizzle, |
float like a condor, check me out when i soar run like a wild boar gods make |
the rains pour Im in heels kitchen tiga you better listen money gon' be mad |
eand freaks gon' keep on bitchin actin like a Georgetown press yea ask for |
Nickatina you gettin Nickatina man motha fuck the rest devils and runnin rebels |
take it to other levels talkin shit with a spliff behind the gas pedal |
Alligator blood fangs the way we hustle yo its somthing like a drug mayn buckle |
up and take a ride through this cats brain and youll see all the pain the |
strain the game no love mayn |
Nickatina |
Im from tha projects so you know im a project that money and weed be the |
susbject its like a rough neck man witha tough deck spittin game by the pound |
like whats next i can think of better things but in my brain its like a |
colluseam tiga full of mother fuckin raider games its like its critical |
situation so critical it makes me play the smokey rob in a miracle dont touch |
that we break out like we hells bats went from sellin like crack yea the raw |
raps, penaliz everything is on the finer line hear the noise see the light then |
its dramtize |
Nickatina |
You best control your BOSS theme or youll be bustin 44's in a lost dream sella |
tommy tucker up high like a Rahim lyrics still on the grill you feel you still |
you kill you nearly get teh devils eye mothafucka yea dont stare there or |
picture yourself up in the wheelchair paralyzed can’t move from the war wounds |
wild dogs get to barkin at the full moon trust me im a such a liar spittin for |
my desire rap and bang the same just like a church quire in harmony i keep it |
dope like a pharmacy pretty hoes that talk shit man dont bother me pardon me |
like a car sometimes startin me its like a tune up then move up then you shoot |
up with a hyeena laugh style awake like a white owl rasin more eyebrows just |
witht he profile smash pumpkin get away its like i got away teachin de shore C |
K and MJ on a daily basis smellin like a red rose Chuck Taylors is the flavor |
for the street clothes |
More bass, and it goes like this, more bass, and it goes like that, mre bass. |
bass bass bass |