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Andre Nickatina

Sun Duck Kim

 

Sun Duck Kim

(альбом: Tears Of A Clown - 1999)


Click... click

[Chorus: in korean]
Meh ho whame... who ho san se
Guyow mo duk juck se mew mo huk ics

Sun duck kim chang!

Read u like a tv giude you can't hide
Betta use your cellular I tapped your phone line
It's the ginger bread man, hoe catch me if u can
My kangol makes me look like MC Shan
Rock tha atmosphere in my teflon gear
Don't drink coffee but I love pam grier
Let me give it to your ear drumin
You hear somthing
Try to stop it but it just keeps commin
Just keeps dumpin
Just keeps bumpin
Just keeps crumpling
Tiga, bitch, relentless like a heat
Seaking missle then grissle
Poppin like a 4-5 pistle with a pencil
Blowing kisses to my old bitches
Good wishes, my red devil fish,
Man I feeds em gold fishes
Baby did you call
I can hear ya whistle down the hall
Sporting leather like an nba basketball
Freeze frame, something like a homocide shot
On the move and alert when the set gets hot
It's like chess, concentrate before u take a step
Because killings on the street is in full effect
Smoke 2 joints to the dearly departed
Bust nine rhymes and I'm just gettin started
Emcees come in packs of seven
And everytime I send em to the gates of heaven
It's the ripper, creased like a fresh pair of dickies
Most say andre, some say nicky, ricky,
Pass me a towel cause I'm sweatin
Dice game goin on and I'm side bettin
Little joe back doo nigga flow or blow
Hoe wutchu know about the black fo-fo
Left for a sec but it's welcome back carter
And just like a baller I came back a starter
Fully loaded, tricks up the sleeve like a theif
Fifth dipped daytons, zap code beat

[Chorus]

Microphone tec like straight kung-fu
Nigga fuck me no nigga fuck you
It's the nickatina beama masterpiece of rap
So when you hear raps, you betta cock
Yours back (click click)
Deeper than a root canal, you know the style
Starin at the judge in court with a smile
My mazda rx-7's name is pitiful pete
A one seater cause it beat in the passenger seat
I came sober, my? vestiges? I came to get over
I don't drink king cobra bitch I am the king cobra
Like dracula in an acura, cocaine white spectacula

[Chorus]

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