Songtext I'm a pisces von Andre Nickatina

Original

Bewerten sie:

Abstimmung von benutzern: 0.0/10 - Stimmen insgesamt: 0

Cocaine raps

1997

I'm a pisces

Girl Talking: So umm, who are you? What do you do? What's your sign?
Guy: You always ask too many questions, I'm a pisces I'd do anything for money.
You've been asking me all the questions lemme ask you one...
Girl: Shoot it from the hip baby
Guy: Are we going to bed?
Gettin' in where I fit in, right?
Whats that deuce deuce poppin' like?
Baby, I like the way you work that tongue
You had a don't care nigga for 3 weeks sprung
It's the game, the muthafucka calls my name
Product made of yola cuz the rules don't change
The prettiest thing is new white wall tires
I shoulda been a lawyer, cuz I'm such a good liar
Kill dosia style, brain child in a beanie
God fear a nigga under pressure and greedy
Microphone cops steady fuckin' off my dealings
Even when I'm workin' muthafuckas think I'm chillin'
Recruitin' like the army, or even the marines
Some get rejected like black jelly beans
I'm on the scene in my jeans, smokin' weed from a sac
Muthafucka, 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 for visitors
Ghetto red hots, guns, crack and macks, fly clubs, no love and cocaine raps
Spendin' ways incredible, money untraceable
Tiggaz start to jack when the dope ain't available
Baby you talk too much, pass the blunt
I'm tryin' to give your fine ass the raw and uncut
I got no time to be a crybaby fool
Forgive me, but they got me packin' pocket tools
Fresh out say fuck 'em, yeah, I made a gang of raps
Smokin' weed in a rental with the gangsta tracks
Straight chewy, and a nigga got a gang of pride
Check the battle or the struggle through my Chinese eyes
Had to tighten up the fade, got my murder 1 shades
Still tryin' to fuck them freaks from my highschool days (yea)
B. Adams, do you still love me?
Cuz ya first born is strugglin' and it's hard to stay drug free
Cock back loaded and about to explode
Like the 12 story 'jects, bitch I'm outta control
Alpine reliant, police defiant, Kentucky Fried and Popeye's #1 client
2 peice beans and rice,all spice, and a R-6 7 couldnt do it tonight
Represent the look like the great Sam Cook
Put a star by every freak in my true black book
Clutch tight fist pumped way in the air, pagan,
you dealin' with a microphone bear
Tear, pear,glair, where?, stare, check it, I don't care
I just can't quit, shit, the rap game fanatic
Tryna stay calm with a mad weed habit
Cussin' and fussin' at 100 degrees,
I think like a blind thief with the vision of g's
Chewy used to do me, listen to Ice-T
Ya lookin' at a nigga who wish he was drug free
But nigga that's a dream in another life
So until then my last word is re-light
Girl Talking: So umm, who are you? What do you do? What's your sign?
Guy: You always ask too many questions, I'm a pisces I'd do anything for money.
You've been asking me all the questions lemme ask you one...
Girl: Shoot it from the hip baby
Guy: Are we going to bed?

Danke, weil sie diesen text korrigieren

künstler*

songtitel*

email*

abonniere den newsletter

songtext*

Girl Talking: So umm, who are you? What do you do? What's your sign? 
Guy: You always ask too many questions, I'm a pisces I'd do anything for money. 
You've been asking me all the questions lemme ask you one... 
Girl: Shoot it from the hip baby 
Guy: Are we going to bed? 
Gettin' in where I fit in, right? 
Whats that deuce deuce poppin' like? 
Baby, I like the way you work that tongue 
You had a don't care nigga for 3 weeks sprung 
It's the game, the muthafucka calls my name 
Product made of yola cuz the rules don't change 
The prettiest thing is new white wall tires 
I shoulda been a lawyer, cuz I'm such a good liar 
Kill dosia style, brain child in a beanie 
God fear a nigga under pressure and greedy 
Microphone cops steady fuckin' off my dealings 
Even when I'm workin' muthafuckas think I'm chillin' 
Recruitin' like the army, or even the marines 
Some get rejected like black jelly beans 
I'm on the scene in my jeans, smokin' weed from a sac 
Muthafucka, 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 for visitors 
Ghetto red hots, guns, crack and macks, fly clubs, no love and cocaine raps 
Spendin' ways incredible, money untraceable 
Tiggaz start to jack when the dope ain't available 
Baby you talk too much, pass the blunt 
I'm tryin' to give your fine ass the raw and uncut 
I got no time to be a crybaby fool 
Forgive me, but they got me packin' pocket tools 
Fresh out say fuck 'em, yeah, I made a gang of raps 
Smokin' weed in a rental with the gangsta tracks 
Straight chewy, and a nigga got a gang of pride 
Check the battle or the struggle through my Chinese eyes 
Had to tighten up the fade, got my murder 1 shades 
Still tryin' to fuck them freaks from my highschool days (yea) 
B. Adams, do you still love me? 
Cuz ya first born is strugglin' and it's hard to stay drug free 
Cock back loaded and about to explode 
Like the 12 story 'jects, bitch I'm outta control 
Alpine reliant, police defiant, Kentucky Fried and Popeye's #1 client 
2 peice beans and rice,all spice, and a R-6 7 couldnt do it tonight 
Represent the look like the great Sam Cook 
Put a star by every freak in my true black book 
Clutch tight fist pumped way in the air, pagan, 
you dealin' with a microphone bear 
Tear, pear,glair, where?, stare, check it, I don't care 
I just can't quit, shit, the rap game fanatic 
Tryna stay calm with a mad weed habit 
Cussin' and fussin' at 100 degrees, 
I think like a blind thief with the vision of g's 
Chewy used to do me, listen to Ice-T 
Ya lookin' at a nigga who wish he was drug free 
But nigga that's a dream in another life 
So until then my last word is re-light 
Girl Talking: So umm, who are you? What do you do? What's your sign? 
Guy: You always ask too many questions, I'm a pisces I'd do anything for money. 
You've been asking me all the questions lemme ask you one... 
Girl: Shoot it from the hip baby 
Guy: Are we going to bed?