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Andre Nickatina

Genres: Hip-Hop

Even Pimp's Get Broken Hearts Lyrics - Andre Nickatina

even pimps get broken hearts 

i spark the line stay trivia 

blow you to oblivia 

to give me, a 

semi auto with led 

keep a rap in my head like ruboys keep a lock full of dreads 

twist like a tornado the fatal cuban jewel 

run around the world saying gangsta rap rules 

give an F finger to the flyest freak 

while im sitting right there in the drivers seat 

smoke a blunt for the gods at the crack of dawn 

i think them rings that i stole im bout ready to pawn 

because i grin like a P-2 10 a sun lock 

rapper of the cats got glocks on cock 

walk like a rat when it comes to the cheddar 

and in any kind of weather with the 3 quarter leather 

the lethal injection with the chinese connection 

first we amp up 

then we vamp up 

watch them other muthafuckas all clamp up 

baby talk to much ricky shut the tramp up 

i enter through the back door exit through the front 

we don't jock bitches, tiga fire up the blunt 

heat up ya chest like yukon jack 

work ya credit card the first day to the max 

the 5 millimeter, 

nickatina 

street cleaner 

i bounce back and forth from fillmo to korea 

the chronic chokin rap child bustin it loud 

i stand still while i'll rap trying to move the crowd 

in my koneiact lounge position 

bullet shots rang right before in the mision 

muthafuckas thought andre was going to listen 

but my detroit roots told me hit em with the piston 

rip the compositions 

what was yo intention? 

no gratitude just attitude 

bangin like mission 

kill doja 

i thought i told ya 

i sports leather while you wear summer clothesa 

my boss theme 

andre going to get you back 

yeah i rap but the streets is where my heart is at 

and my crudentials 

no insturmentals 

im like a bullet in ya face right through the window 

What! 

the proof is in the fudge, money, raps and drugs 

nigga keep your hugs 

nigga keep ya love 

Billie Holiday just crossed my mind 

everything she sang was right on time 

i can tell in my soul i was just her kind 

cause i can see a better life when i close my eyes