Andre Nickatina
(official CD booklet scan)
Nickatina Creation
produced by Nick Peace/Andre Nickatina
Vocals by Andre Nickatina
I got flava & all them thangs ya kno
Yeah Bitch suck a dick or hit the doe
It's like a vessel clearer than a crystal
Hotter than a pistol
Man I give a whistle
2 gather up my comrades in a herd
Tigas flock together like them ravens in the birds.
The movie, the movie by Alfred Hitch Cock
Bitch I got yo block
Bitch I got yo block
On kryptonite lockdown
I'm worshipped like a Kansas City Royal
Or a sheik that's up in Bagdad livin off the oil
Ruff & ready
Eatin on Italian made spaghetti
The way I pen da grass
muthafuckas call me teddy
Bear, yeah ,lil bro of yogi
fuck them US made tvs
I'd rather fuck with Sony
mitsubishi. my girl's name is sun.duc.kim
Her father is the president of IBM
That him, is what the cops say when they see a niggie
I thank'n Casper as I get ghost on the piggies
2 the den. Andre Nickatina all in
A Tiga makin dykes want dick again
The Ace Of Spades. Shit can get colder than a glacier
But sweeter than the licious on them zig zag papers
Youse a scallywag
U wish 4 ever I wear a toe tag
But Bitch I leave a gash like a 44 mag
In yo dash board. I ranks like shabba
This youngsta pulled his gun on an o.g.
and he yelled mama
Daddy some 1 call the fuzz
Muthafucka die ova that columbian drug
I'm not a saver. Shit vibrate like a pager
1 got my bow and arrow stretched just about to aim her
at somethin propa
Swangin blades like a helicopta
Instead of crab we spend our cash & chow down
on the lobsta with the sauce
Bitch my boss mackin is boss
you fuckin with criss ya gonna get crossed
out Nothin but dick in yo mouth
Went Vegas ta see the Tyson fight & brought a 1/4 ounce
Ta smoke. Ta sell. You really can't tell
So many fine hoes you thank it's heaven or hell
You pick my timer tick tocks a timex
Tigas look 4 yssup when they can't find sex.
Crack Raider Razor
produced by Andre Nickatina/Nick Peace
Vocals by Andre Nickatina
Mic's get hit from bullet flava I spit
Chambers & clips a arcade of shit
I be high as fuck when these mc's come
But from dawn ta dusk man I breaks em up
Like boo yow. what you do now
I can hear them freaks say o child
From head ta head
Dread ta dread
Lead ta lead
Spread ta spread
Tigas be trippin when indo's gone
Tiga be trippin when they women's gone
Tiga be trippin when they $$ gone
That's why I'm rappin on the micraphone
(chorus)-Razor sharp/ Crack raider
Time ta build my juice back up
Like the curl of a banger in the compton cut
How many mos do I have ta kill
Be 4 I get 2 the top of the hil
Camouflage dodge in Pittsburo black
Doin shows in Alamos where the niggas be at
We spend food stamps avoid them tramps
A van full of beat with the kenwood amp
Focus like a camera keep yo eyes on the birdy
Legit as I can get but I still rolls dirty
(chorus)
A Tiga like me can't hit the block
Sucka mc R like micraphone cops
Jump in the game 4 the do or die
Hit the micraphone stand & got Kentucky fried
Recognize baby that I goes for broke
Livin in a city run solely on coke
(chorus)
Goin about 90 on the freeway chokin
Ain't no mystery to the weed we smokin
Andre Nickatina says show me some snaps
8 Andre Nickatina will surely rap
I hate 2 be a whore but the world's a pimp
I'm tryin ta tell my tigas man don't ya'll simp
Comin like a mack truck miss me if you foul skunk
Represent the blunt when you get tossed up
Micraphone flow like the caddy biarritz
At 9am man the contact hit
Cocaine beats in stereo.
Thankin every car behind me is 5.0
Keepin all my raps on computer chip*
Since Sugar Hill Gang l've been doin this
Razor sharp!
3 A.M.
Produced by A. Nickatina/N. Peace/Fillmoe Coleman Band
Vocals by A. Nickatina
Drop on top a pillow
When a clucka fiends here
Goes a scheme a piece of yellow skittle
A ten shot
Follow me as I parade around the block
Blowin wind like a tornado
Brave like an Indian
A Mohican of his last
No money, weed or ass baby
No backstage pass
We ron de vues
I'm slippin on my Kenneth Cole shoes
Since them bitches talk 2 much
Til let them bitches spread the news
My gangsta niggas love 2 snort blow
Chewy is a god
Down here in the moe
Pina colada the set done got hotter
Than a sauna
We break up like a puzzle
Then we gather like piranha
I keep my money by my nuts
Dip thru the cuts
We don't front
We hit the front & we roll big blunts
Layin pagans down
Just like a bear skin rug
Goin deep in 2 the depths
Like a russian navy sub on course
Rollin with the front lights off
I can smell the gun powder
Bullets dipped in the sauce
Some jokas floss
Yah!
But bootsy is the impression they adopted
My steeler glare a spark
The flare 2 melt down all the plastic
Burnin rubber
Doin donuts that the pigs just couldn't eat
They bought they coffee & they cream
But all they saw was tire streaks
I'm on the street
I can feel my mother worry in her sleep
It's 3 A.M.
I'm with Sun Kim & we smokin 2 the beat
It's Nickatina
I be a suit-er a freeway drivin
Bay Bridge commuter
My rolodex in full efx has
Turned 2 a computer
We got weed
2 cheese out all the snitches
We want the monev & the women
You can keep them skanless bitches
4 yo self.
I'll make you put your mic
Up on the shelf
Them broke ass hoes
They want new clothes & be askin fools 4 help
But I can't hear em
But I can hear a needle
Drop on top a pillow
When a clucka fiends here
Goes a scheme a piece of yellow skittle
A ten shot
Follow me as I parade around the block
Blowin wind like a tornado
Discharging like a glock
Steel plated
I usually get an X when I'm rated
Them suck Mcs & wannabes they talked but only faded
Like the blunt that once was plump but
Turns 2 ashes
I guarantee my 3rd degree is just like 20 lashes
On yo face
1 100% represent my race
Wow them bastards
Blast that rock 'n roll
My niggas crank the bass
4 the chameleon
My F finger a answer all ya questions
My pit bull alliance
Is no doubt my only kill protection
Stutter steppin
My killa cross ain't false
It's been perfected
Baby I know u got nice clothes
But I've come 2 see u naked
Like it's yo birthday
Like a fiend would say
When they broke & want a rock
Yo combination has been invaded
Yo safe has been unlocked
It's Nickatina!
The Carnival
Produced by Million $ Dream
Vocals by LoLo Brown/ A. Nickatina
Scratches by DJ Pause
(LoLo)
I'm evalasting and casting a spell straight static
Be starting automatically when I be off that Hennessy
Put an end to me
Nah, I'm touching new grounds
Politically inclined
Be dropping lyrical sounds & equations
I'm brazing in my '97 stealth
Continue to flow daily
Because I'm about my fucking wealth
What part of the game is this
Your girl's abou
Kiss the joints are the blunts
Pack it to the zag before I dismiss ya bootsie ass sounds
You in the junkyard of remains
I claim to be the top bitch in this game
(Andre)
Stepped in the house unnanounced
Ripped the crowd then bounced
Boilin like water that rocks up an ounce
Different like a drug lord that cant count
& moe tigas in the house than a heavyweight bout
360 spin. cheshire cat grin
Tiga look at what kinda world we live in
Spitin like a cobra tryin 2 keep u of balance
Buckin at yo style strikin at yo talent
Andre Nickatina baby A.U.T.O.M.A.T.I.C.
Caddy automatic. Beef jerky addict
Smokin weed in the kitchen
Spittin my religion
5.0 startin 2 make underground prison
I thank u better know the technology
Dress in black with a sack like Richard Roundtree.
(LoLo)
What about them hustlas them suckas
Gone take 'em under
Got to make my mayo
Make my bread like my name was wonder
I'll be the realiest bitch you ever meet sucka
Ain't got no time fa no silly ass muthafuckas
So what's up bitch
I'm finna make a milion duckets
To the celling feel rich
And now I'm feeling like peeling at anyway
To make a quick grip
Fuck minimum wage
Im getting paid for this jacking shit
(Andre)
Momma what you need cause yo greedy son a get it
Smell the obsession of the weapon when I spit it
Adjust my whole nature
Tryin 2 get u 4 yo title
& though I don't read it much I keeps a small bible
Raps that gat back at point blank range
Duck or get struck with excruciating pain
Take me outta park, Lo. Put me in drive.
Dirty like a lady D.A. that lies
Fuck ya go 2 hell fuckin off my clientele
Shock ya like BART's infamous 3rd Rail
Mind gone Al Capone on a snitch
Smellin like CK one on a bitch
Awake like owl at a quarter ta 3
Is that u Andre yeah Tiga it's me
In it just 2 win it with a ghetto scheme
Try 2 put these raps on a triple beam
(LoLo)
Yawawww......
You out of pocket
When I sock it to your eyes
With this news
You playa hating niggas is disguised & confused
I'm out there gaffling & baffling
These silly marks
Sparks fly from my nina
When my slugs hit your heart
I gots to stake G's
So what I saw foreshadowing
My hands in ya pocket
While I'm fucking up ya jaw
So what you thought
I don't come strapped
I laughs cause you still can't adapt
To the game I'm sending when I renda you powerless
Find a vulnerable bitch who's a little bit curious
And if that bitch bite
Ya game could become tight
So watch ya back cause we creeps
Hella deep in the night
(Andre)
Imagine my expression when I see new money
Every thang is silent ain't nothin funny
Tiga I just can't explain my greed
Screamin mines all the time
Since I was a seed. Check it
Cream ova cream is the American dream
& baby once I start spittin
I'm just like Don King
Let em fight. People scream
The price is right
Tigas in the house want some ass tonight
I make it happen when I'm rappin
It's my cadillac style
My brain is like the data of a drug dealers files
5 strips like K swiss. What's yo wish
My all star chucks at the top of the list
Fish tailin off the freeway
My tickets turn 2 warrants
Alcohol & egg nog my tigas said pour it
I represent it like Bennett till it's half-time
With a rhyme that's pickin at yo life line
Little shit don't amaze me
Ben shady since the 80's
Ain't nothin like the scent of a sexy young lady
We ricochets. Mary Jane runs with the pack
& when she gone u best believe we wonder where she's at
The gate keeper The black beepa The light sleepa
Move like a cheetah in tobacco adidas
Shitttt! muthafucka
Baby had ass like butta
I'm A Pisces
Produced bv A. Nickatina/N. Peace Vocals by A. Nickatina Gettin in where I fit in Right What's that duece duece pop'n like Baby, I like the way you work that tongue You had a don't care Tiga 4 3 weeks sprung It's the game. Muthafucka calls my name Product made of yola cause the rules don't change The prettiest thang is new white wall tires I shoulda been a lawyer cause I'm such a good liar Kill dosia style. Brain child in a beany God fearin Tiga under pressure & greedy Micraphone cops steady fuckin off my dealins Even when I'm workin mutha fuckas thank i'm chillin Recruitin like the army or even the marines Some get rejected like black jelly beans Im on the scene in my jeans Smokin weed from my sack Mutha fucka where you at I got cocaine raps Ya hardcore CB4 uproar Made a nice comeback but didn't touch my score A Farrakhan listener white world prisoner My frisk down is just like the state pen 4 visitors Ghetto red hot. Guns cracks & macks Fly clubs no love & cocaine raps Spendin ways incredible $$$ untraceable Tigas start 2 jack when the dope ain't available Baby you talk 2 much pass the blunt I'm tryin 2 give yo fine ass the raw & uncut I got no time 2 be a cry baby fool 4give me but they got me packin pocket tools Fresh out say fuckem Yeah made a gang of raps Smokin weed in a rental With the gangsta trax Str8 chewy & a nigga got a gang of pride Check the battle of the struggle thru my chinese eyes Had to tighten up the fade Got my murder one shades Still tryin to fuck the freaks from my high school days huh B. Adams do u still love me Cause ya first born is strugglin & if's hard ta stay drug free Cock back loaded & bout 2 explode Like the 12 story jects bitch I'm outta control Alpine reliant. Police defiant Kentucky fried & Popeyes #1 client 2 piece beans & rice all spice & a RX-7 cuttin thru 2 the night I represent the look like the great Sam Cooke Put a star by every freak in my true black book Clutch tight fist pumped way in the air Pagan you dealin with a micraphone bear Tear Pare Glare Where Stare Check it I don't care I just can't quit shit The rap game fanatic Tryin ta stay calm with a mad weed habit Cussin & fussin at 100 degrees I thank like a blind thief with the vision of G's Chewy used ta do me listenin 2 Ice T Ya lookin at a tiga who wish he was drug free But tiga that's a dream in another life So until then my last word is re-light.
Gingerbread Crumbz
Produced by N. Peace/A. Nickatina
Vocals by Andre/C.Water.
Just like Resa do from Indo
I got the nitty gritty
No need 2 get a job
Cause coke & money run this city
U bitches shit stank. It's Nickatina
Cleana than a beama
Martin on a tiga's back cause I
Used 2 mess with Gina
Where the ref
I did em with the left
So call the foul
Love is cheap, I have 2 eat
& add On 2 the pile
The collaboration of my occupation
A fuck yo situation
With remote in hand
U don't undastand
I'll change u like a station
(Lyrics continued on other side)
("Gingerbread Crumbz" Continued)
The weather channel
Feelin more heat than a camel
High as fuck off honey blunt
Movin like a shadow
Show me somethin
I represent the broke & de illegal
Respected like a muthafuckin bald eagle
Bitch! U gettin on my nerves
Pagin me 4 no dam apparent
My bread I'll neva share it
My diamonds or my karats
Where my niggas at
Escapin like a shawshank redemption
A nigga str8 mackin
Unda with his skeezin, heathen
I love how the sun be beamin
Down on the bootys when it's
Sundress season.
Crumbs
A key stolen from a druglord G
That mean nigga gonna die for a fat fee
I should buy a cemetery &
Get much bigga
& make money off u dead ass niggas
But I'd rather see u live
So I can hit u with a tape
Recognize the real as I rip into the fake
I wearing a wedding band
Cause I'm married, bitch
Not 2 a hooka
2 this muthafuckin music, bitch
I'm sporting Timberlands
A herring bone at 14K
Garcia V. Now muthafucka what that indo say
She sayin fuck may
Roll me up say
They didn't fade
Don't let them touch may
Sucking on a blunt like a tittie
Campaigning like the mayor thru the city
Bitch u ugly
Who said u was pretty
Attitude foul & shitty
Crumbs
(outro)
I hearin em say Fillmoe
Tampa Bay buck
Every day at 12
Yeah, rite around lunch
Or is it brunch
I don't give a fuck, lite a blunt
Cause after that gone
Everything is gettin touched
With a fork
Slangin more pole than the north
Dunkin on niggas on the court
Without shorts
In my jeans
Watch how the moon lite beams
Down in the projects on the dope fiends
That beg
Givin head in drug free zones
Meanwhile I'm lookin 4 cars that dome
Even buckets
Strang em all along like a puppet
Hit em with a tape
Then control em like a muppet
From the deck
Baby did your pantys get wet?
Neva jock a hoe, bro
Manip like a vet
But not Nam
Use a firecracker no not the bomb
Won't say a lyric till the bread is in my palm
Check this out
I ain't tryin 2 be a star
I'm tryin 2 smell the scent of a show room car
Jet black leather interior all jet black
Just enuff room 2 get some pussy in the back
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88
Produced by A. Nickatina/N. Peace Vocals by A. Nickatina Since 88 been slangin tapes like cakes Consult with the real & stay away from the fake Told my tiga Mike Mike there money 2 make & he's been down man since 88 Fakes & snakes infiltrate & scheme Crack is queen & tiga money is king Man my tiga Spanky got a hell of a beam Since 88 he's been a dream ta fiends From state 2 state I gotta slang these tapes Cds 2 make some women masturbate Educated tigas with ghetto fame Famous 4 splittin up tigas brains Yeah ya reap what ya sold when it comes 2 the game Squeal 2 the feds now you have no name Since 88 dope has escalate Tigas out run cops that overweight The 1st & 15th are sacred days Money & hoes flipped all different ways Weed is smoked at alarming rate Prepare 4 a attitude at the start of the gate Man my minds on the money & my brain can't escape So just like cakes man I'm a slang these tapes Since 88 man there's been a race Ears they open wide when game is laced Man this sexy hoe she gotta hell of a face So I'm a use her 2 fly tapes across the state Prices drop then they rise like yeast No shows a have a tiga mad 4 weeks Man my girl just quit me & I loved that freak So frustration fucks is what I have in the sheets Crime & murder has escalate Fun & love has just turn 2 hate Gin is in & tigas drank it raw Watch 4 the task cause tigas break the law Don't look 4 trust cause it don't exist U talk 2 much 2 that nasty bitch Man she told yo plan to a hell of a dick He told his click. Now for a minute they rich Since 88 l've been slangin tapes Like keys from Cuba or the Miami state Triple beam it up & see how much l'm a make It's been this way man since 88 Muthafuckas drive cars that alert the law Finest thangs that you've saw A make a bitch suck dick & come up outta bra Found out she was cheatin damn near broke her jaw Master minds got schemes 4 cream Tryin ta live that American dream Most Tigas die ova bitches & greed Fuck the rest of this song I'm bout ta smoke my weed.
Raven
Produced by Dred 4 Dredful Prod./N. Peace Vocals by A. Nickatina/ C. Water Raven in my eyes got me Goin against the grain Niggas get purple like the rain Main when 5.0 find the cain Feel me nigga Now check a grip Get rich quick or die Some can't get rich so quick so they suffer & get high God fearin niggas That sin ta make they ends Corner sto' ballas that can't thank Without they gin Mandatory consequence Xpensive Benzes jookin rocks Bullets connect with red dots Shit gets ghetto red hot With a vision like 12 monkeys Get the blunts & fill her up & be ready 2 cuss & duck When gangsta niggas start ta bust Spittin 45s & newer 9s Mind state on barracuda Nigga, watch the heat cause The heat will seek & probably go rite thru ya With my Malcolm X magnitude & Nester Hall game Street chemist ghetto star Dealin with the pain They say A.N. keep it comin The game got so thick That I can't even have a woman Let me look in 2 ya eyes Witness all the lies Somewhere down the line You've made a grown man cry, why?
Andre Nickatina
Produced by Nick Peace Vocals by Andre Nickatina All I hear is Andre Nickatina Keep it comin The game done got so thick That I can't even have a woman Let me lookin 2 yo eyes Witness all they lies Somewhere down the line you've Made a grown man cry Ricky Ticky Tabby I'm jookin only cavvy My operation contacts The stores in Cincinnati I turns my hat 2 the back Jumps into a lac Then open up a sack Man, I don't drink but my tigas do From 40's down 2 yak Here's how we act Like a rattlesnake But chillin like a freezer Try 2 brang yo man across the field Will hit yo wide receiver Close line Feed me 2 yo zappco alpine Triple star MC dealer tiga Master of the rime Shall I continue There are other recipes on the venue Look & see & u might agree With the food that's on my menu I'm in the mix 2 catch me baby hit me on the hip But I'm probly up at 2 Jack Eatin on some boneless fish It's like this Dig if u will Because I've paid my dues Crept like a ninja thru this maze & didn't leave no clues 4 the sharks & serpents That was aimin at the heart Though I didn't do my homework Bitch I'm comin 4 my part Broke jaw. Yo under scheme went against the law It's the last album chump & I'm still just as raw I keeps it black like the Georgetown hoop team AT 16 a muthafucka had hoop dreams But my character drove me 2 fast cream & I ain't talkin bout the muthafuckin Trax team nigga!! Watch the way the game ricochets off yo brain Then connects like a cha cha chain Nickatina classified Ya workin with a way bigger size But I got honey That these heflas call a kila bee hive That a flip ya I'm a let the volume come & get ya & keep my eyes on white ass so I don't miss ya In the drama Broke jaw save yo saliva Picker then a pig when u Step in 2 a sauna Mind full of sex thoughts & money shemes I'm chargin 4 my shows So reserve that cream Or I ain't comin Stop up the house like plumbing Rock the spot dope With every note from my throat
Thank Of Me
Produced by A. Nickatina/Nick Peace
Vocals by A. Nickatina
Like a 6" Mind like a lawyer
Thank of me
Nickatina
When ya hear my name
It rings like a phone
When ya see me baby
Tell a Tiga is it on
Rock the house!!
We hit the block
We can see freaks
They all in front
Guest list or not
Just hit the door
I can smell them blunts
Dranks on the rocks
No I don't drank
But the freaks is creamin
Sexy dancin & all &
They were screamin
(chorus)
Pound me. Beat me
Thank of me. I can hear em.
45 caliber raps ready
Ta smack that ass
With no warning here they come
They come & best believe
I'm dumpin fast
Fist of fury
Yeah spendin habit expensive?
Just like jewelry
Visine helps the situation
When choppas make thangs blurry
What do you do
Rappin is my occupation
I thought you knew
I never liked job applications
Me neither 2
Man my ligas is at the party
& they say it's women everywhere
(chorus)
15s pound & get around
In 6 foe mustang stallion
Jeeps coupes chop the roof
You might see me eatin Italian
Rx7s larks & cuttys
& 88 cadillac chromes
Ride next 2 the buckets
Beams & benz. when it comes 2
Displayin that dome
We hit the lot
Nothin but cars that's lookin fresh
Who got the pot
Garcia rolled right in the flesh
Like it or not
Man I'm gettin out the car
2 see who got the beat
4 my Cds & tapes man
& every car was sayin
I can hear em!!
(chorus)
Gangsta Pat
Gangstas Need Love Too
I keep saying to myself, "How could you do this to her?" She gave me love in every place that it could ever occur She was willing to come over every time I felt lonely And all she ever wanted was to be my one and only She wasn't the type to get hyped over material things All she wanted was love, not diamond rings I could hear her (?) when she spoke and Every time I won't resist, it would leave my heart broken Every time I didn't care, I wasn't aware I was searching for love, but all the time it was there I was too blind to see that this girl really loved me And every day she called to say that she's thinking of me I was dumb, I wouldn't listen, I kept on dissin Now that she's gone, I realize somethings missing She tried to give me love, but I didn't realize I was living in a fantasy, a brutal disguise How could I ever make it up to her behind all those lies I admit that I was wrong and I apologize Because I love the little something from the states I went through I can't live without her love, gangstas need love too Gangstas need love Gangstas need love, too (Gangstas need love too) x2 Real love is hard to find, but I guess that I'd found it I can't seem to react every time that I'm around it She hold me close saying she'll always be here But she knew I wasn't used to that atmosphere So I tried to play a role, but my plan didn't work And when she discovered it, I felt like a jerk Because love is a feeling that you can't pretend to feel If you must accept it, then it's got to be real I had a girl I could love and keep on my mind Cause all I used to think about was doing gangsta crimes But it's time to relax and get my life together Get with this girl I could love and cherish forever She wanted to continue, I insisted on quitting Now I want her to come back but I won't blame her if she didn't Cause I did her wrong, I made a big mistake I sent her back is the chance I will have to take Because my heart feels wounded as it starts to bleed Loving, hugging, holding, kissing, and caring is all I need I'm gonna ask her to forgive me and it may sound dumb So I'll wait in the path of that moment to come And when it gets here, I'll be genuine and sincere I'm gonna hold her close and whisper in her ear "Girl I need you back, this time it's true I can't live without your love, gangstas need love too" Gangstas need love Gangstas need love, too (Gangstas need love too) x2 If I ever get a chance to hold and kiss her again This time I'd use my head and let my love fall in Carress her body, show her my love and affection Never ever lead her in the wrong direction Take her out for a night on the town Show her that I love her and I'll always be around I hope she says yes, no ruin my rep If she does, that's just something I will have to accept For the first time in my life I'm beginning to feel love Something that I always used to hope and dream of I never took time to try and figure out my problem I always used to think guns and firearms(?) can solve them But you taught me a lesson something that I can learn Next time I have love I'm gonna fight and really hold on As long as I can, no matter what the consequence is Cause love is like a movie leaving us in suspense I often feel real passion, I can't hide my desires And after this you'll be the only girl I really admire How would I get her back? I wonder what it would take For her to love me like she did, I know I made a mistake But would she take me back? That's the question that I want to know Up to this day I regret I ever let her go Askin her back is something that I've got to do I can't live without her love, gangstas need love too Gangstas need love Gangstas need love, too (Yeah baby, gangstas need love too) x2 Yeah Right about now, I wanna take this time to apologize to you For all the wrong things I did When I was thinking like a child, acting as a child But see I'm a man now, baby And now I know how to handle my business So I'm just asking you, would you please give me one more chance? I promise I'll be good to you