Verse 1 *(Nik Nack)*



Nik Nack is in the house for the four,

my niggaz locked up, left a kilo.... it's good as sold,

stole,

gumbo pot creamery,

rise to the top,

my limo even slide through on the late night for that high,

I wanna zoom-zoom, bumpin Luni-Tunes,

candy paint K-5

bitches I stay high,

playa hate,

callin me a balla, shot calla,

cuz I'm slangin all the major weight,

blam!!

close the door to my residence,

po-po start searchin low, but found no evidence,

they tryin to wash me an our county like Downy,

quick to pick a nigga Nack up like Downty,

don't clown me,

bitch!!

dike hoes wanna lick my clit,

but end up gettin stuck in the gut, wit a dick,

down fo my shit,

tricks wanna get em up wit me,

because they heard their baby-daddy fucked wit me,

but I'm out on you hoes,

wit the 10 g belt,

the only thing I'm concentratin on is checkin my mail,

what the hell??!! what the fuck??!!

do you mean,

your boyfriend is a dope fiend, an he smoked up all my ice cream,

oops upside yo head fo gettin licked like a lolli-pop,

let yo nigga cut, where's my shit, now you get lolli-hopped,

by everybody on the turf,

oh yeah about that skrilla.... hell yeah that welfare check is mines on

the first.



*(chorus)* x2



It's so much drama in the streets,

an I can't tell you why the funk be deep!

Do you really know where ya going to,

an do you like the things that life is showin you??



Verse 2 *(Knumskull)*



Fuck around an trust yo underfolks,

like dope fiends, you leave yo cream wit,

post, you come back an yo whole bundle gone,

or this, niggaz add dirt to the list,

getaway clean,

but one wanna keep everything,-