Most times I drive with a samurai eye   'cause my lady says my style was set the fly   and held tight like a pistol grip   with a new meanin to the word pistol whip   she says she loves how I look in the rain    but since i never cry, yo, it shows my pain   so I threw on the hat and killed all that   man imma rap cat I dont feel all that   Man God Khan      Primetime on the candy grime   baby lookin at me tryin ta read my mind   she can see that my mouth be spittin lines   but she ain never been in love with a peices sign   shit man now im like a parlays bet   im in the cd player of your coke connect   fucker flame on fucker flame off   you can see my aditude if the game lost      Adjust the base on the Nakamichi   roll the blunts optimos is peachey   I dress smooth like Cappadonna    hang with sharks and mean piranhas   keep my style all in your mental   drive and shake my shirley temple   I just might fly on continental   and beat this dime piece in the rental   she love I      Cats come in there armani suits   lookin way too cute    tell the freak ta speread the loot   man imma tell you one thig two times   the homie down the street yo hes got 3 nines   see where im from yo that aint to crime   see certain numbers hafta keep your ass in line      even if it shines and gets dark   throw a new engine in a old skylark   the silver Fox with the Goldylocks   here to shake the block   like you bake the rocks   and to make the cream   but dont taste the cream   'cause when you make the cream its the shceme   na' mean?   man its something like a vegas roll   you get to chopin up and i can get with major hoes   you get to runnin like a tiger when the dangers go   youre lucky if you even get the change of clothes   Word   swicth up to a diamond light   its like cuttin butter baby with a sharper knife   blunted up one day off glue   shes lookin at me takin off my shoe   she asked me somethin that I neva eva knew   she said "Nicky, I wonder what it's like to be you."      I keep it goin on, flowin on    baby till the break of dawn   Andre Nicky baby dont make me none   im tryin ta get everything under the sun   I like when you put my hair up in a bun   then I go like an arsonist   I put the dope together baby like pharmacist   and whats wrong with this   and whos bomb is this   man the blunt is rolled tighter than a boxer's fist   God   I come down like candle wax   I catch you off guard see if you can handle that   Man im the motorolla coka-cola   do it like the Ayatollah   service so slow because it sticks like jail   why is the judge raisin up this bail?   thats your sister baby I couldnt tell   I roll around like DJ Run   my thug homies want me to see they guns   i get between you like a boxin ref   man whats up with that freak,   have you knocked her yet?   I treat popeyes like gourmet   Zap cold bumps rocks and chantea   Keep my nails cut with precision   add and multiply division   money makins how im livin   smokin weed up in the kitchen   you feel 'aight   im at the bird like a steam ray southern like a ghost   turn around and dissappear or somthin like a ghost   lookin like a cat that just got chose   smellin like a rolls closin all four doors