Lyrics:
Dre Dog Andre Nickatina

he died Fears for years, but yo- you already knew that I'ma keep selling dope, but yo, how can I do that? Itchin to be vicious ever since I was seven He said Nickatina

when I sale to make mail from the damn feds Now I'm about to get high Hit Kentucky for some chicken then the store for a St. Ide's Dre Dog creeps solo

Don't push me cause i'm close to the edge I'm trying not to lose my head Sometime I sit alone And look deep into my soul And i starrin down at something

For the killas (the who?) The real killas (right) That uh...that popped Dan This yo boy Dre Dog! Check it out (drop that shit there boy) (Dre Dog) Step

be a killa whale (Dre Dog) Nigga check my Ike Turner way of doin things Not out for peace, Dre Dog is out to ruin things The most hated mothafuck in

(Dre Dog) Muthafucka so I heard you like to run your mouth But eat this rhyme so you can taste what I'm a talk about That sewer rat mack in black is back

Check this out heffa I'm a ghetto star 69 Cutty is my favorite car Chew gets rolled then here come the hoes In the G-string panties and the sexy clothes

I take a flight with my niggaz I do it right with my niggaz I hit the night with my niggaz I rock the mic with my niggaz I get around with my niggaz I

The way some cats yeah get that cash Fuck around have a gun in your face Tied up and their whippin your ass Man most cats man they don't play cause their