Dice Of Life (the Bottle) Lyrics - Andre Nickatina

Yeah it's a picture; yeah it's a job 

Maybe that's why I do it so odd 

Walk around just like I was god 

Kick it so live, when I'm with the gods 

Freeway strikin', and weed we lightin 

and If I die, remember the titan 

with 22's, 25's, Chocolate 9's and 45's 

Let em rip, all through the sky 

This for the ones that hate that I'm high 

When you see me, it's no surprise 

Tap your brain, and blow your mind 

Bettin on Lakers, and takers and fakers, and makers 

And mami we do it for paper 

You come with the vapors or capers 

or caper and vapors 

Its cool, someone I'll call later 

Chorus: 

Me and my homies, love the bottle 

Like Tyson loves Cus D'amato 

So on them days you feelin' real bad 

Think of the best freak that you've ever had 

Garlic tipped, and they love to hollow 

Like Tyson loves Cus D'amato 

So before you go to gettin' mad 

Think of the best freak that you've ever had 

She like the Nikes, I like the 'didas 

She like the Reeboks, and I like the Filas 

She like the winners, and I like the cheaters 

She like the lion, I like the hyenas 

Spit some game, then hook up with Shaq 

On the Playstation, I'm known to brag 

Hook up with pimps that love the cash 

Man you should see how we giggle and laugh 

With of hearts of ice, the house is cold 

Its like Slick Rick, without the gold 

This right here is the life we chose 

No excuses just go for gold 

There's no producing, this perfect pose 

Hit the street in the freshest clothes 

Rip the stage, and bless the shows 

Spit the flows, and hit the do' 

Chorus #2: 

Most of my homies, love the bottle 

Like Tyson loves Cus D'amato 

So on them days you feelin' real bad 

Think of the best freak that you've ever had 

Garlic dipped, and they love to hollow 

Like Tyson loves Cus D'amato 

So before you go to gettin' mad 

Think of the best freak that you've ever had 

Don't tell me twice, I'm out the door 

Talk is not what I came here for 

Into the night, like the star by the moon 

The engine will rev, and the bass will go boom 

Just like the pirate that sailed the seas 

13 thieves I do believe 

Yes of course they run with me 

Flash our rings, on that there freak 

Hot to handle, and hard to get 

Easy to rip, and hard to fix 

So rap your presence, I'll spit the gift 

Man you my homie, we'll split the spliff 

Ride like a maniac 

All in the Cadillac 

Tiga, whateva 

I'm draped in leather 

With angel wings, that rip the wind 

And a safety grin of a p-210 

Chorus #3: 

'cause all my homies love the bottle 

Like Tyson loves Cus D'amato 

So before you go to gettin' mad 

Think of the best freak that you've ever had 

Guns they lust, and they love to hollow 

So before you go to gettin' mad 

Think of the best freak that you've ever had 

...Like Tyson loves Cus 

[Talking] 

This life of ours, this is a wonderful life 

If you can get through life and get away with it, hey that's great 

But it's very, unpredictable 

There are so many ways you can screw it up