Andre Nickatina

[fox69]

"Candy Paint"
(feat. 100s & Mac Mall)

"Candy Paint"
(feat. 100s & Mac Mall)



[Intro: Andre Nickatina]
Cavity from the Candy Paint
Cavity From the Candy Paint

[Verse 1: 100s]
Can I get a what what, skate thru and check it when the nuts bust
Pusha man the [?] projects to the trust fund
Love Jones gotta call his bitch lie, can find your relationship with that nigga
Throw paper crazy, say you love her, tell her you ain't gotta do that baby
And the [?] can come too, with a nigga in a Eddie Murphy Raw jump suit
You got a friend, lookin for a job, not a career? Trust she can come too
Lil' faggot ho on my lap, tryna sock it to my pot of gold
Cus she know on the side of this rainbow huh, ain’t nothing but game ho

I ride, I ride, I ride

[Andre Nickatina]
Candy Paint

[100s]
I ride, I ride, I ride

[Andre Nickatina]
Candy Paint

[100s]
Classic, like when a nigga tell a bitch just the tip
And it ain't, never hard to find a player, just follow that drip

[Hook: Andre Nickatina]
Cavity from the candy paint,
Yo this is top rank
I turn around like whatchu thank?
Dipped in butter, super laced
Turn up the Nakamichi
When I floss you gotta see me
Gotta throw my work around
So my work a' work around

Cavity from the candy paint, I like to blow dank
Take down the whole drank, drive at a fast pace
Cavity from the candy paint, I like to blow dank
Take down the whole drank, drive at a fast pace

[Verse 2: Andre Nickatina]
Cavity from the candy paint, press the gas then hit the break
Tiger prawns and New York steak, I'm known to rattle like a snake
Cavity from the candy paint, I do it all again
Buy a quarter ounce of kush, then crack a pint of Henn
Touch it off with lemon squeeze, a double shot, you best believe
I'm bout to drive I got the keys, that’s hot to death but you could freeze
Through there like Marcus Allen, soul food, Chinese and Italian
If she thick then she a stallion, man that’s like countin Paypa
I'm just like Tony Draper, Benzed up on all my neighbors
My Jordan number 5’s are super live, with a touch of flava
I let the weed blow and the engine run like a hot gun
And you know the one when you see the one
Cus when you see the one you wanna be the one

WHAT

[Hook: Andre Nickatina]
Cavity from the candy paint
Yo this is top rank
I turn around like whatchu thank?
Dipped in butter, super laced
Turn up the Nakamichi
When I floss you gotta see me
Gotta throw my work around
So my work a' work around

Cavity from the candy paint, I like to blow dank
Take down the whole drank, drive at a fast pace
Cavity from the candy paint, I like to blow dank
Take down the whole drank, drive at a fast pace

[Verse 3: Mac Mall]
Game shootin, calculatin' and computing
Mac the most, Million dollar mouth piece I do it movin'
Do it to em, add more members to my movement
Stand campaigning and recruiting, [?] choosin they ain't stupid
Suckas sad, marks mad, cus they bottom bitch been boosted
I'm cut throat Mac, I get the scratch before I goose it
Remix it, reloop it, now she on some new shit
New mackin, New money, new whips and all the cool shit
So corny clowns chattin' to her now is quite useless
But study my every word like creature on the pulpit, church
Don’t come at cuddy wrong or you will get murked
I clap ya in the head if Nickatina don’t get you first
In the Crestside turf, we hit em where it hurts
Gangsta Mac, if you had to describe me with two words
So nigga the news gets served if she missin' rest your nerves
Cus she chose up on some mackin' and no longer hang with herbs

[Hook: Andre Nickatina]
Cavity from the candy paint
Yo this is top rank
I turn around like whatchu thank
Dipped in butter, super laced
Turn up the Nakamichi
When I floss you gotta see me
Gotta throw my work around
So my work a work around

Cavity from the candy paint, I like to blow dank
Take down the whole drank, drive at a fast pace
Cavity from the candy paint, I like to blow dank
Take down the whole drank, drive at a fast pace

 

[fox69]

"Canyrain"

"Canyrain"


Man if you know me, you know we homies
Itch, you're tied, demanding one and only
It's like the candy rain, all in the house of pain
And the one that hustle will survive, mane
When it comes to wrecking records, I'm like a bomb stealth
Freeze a ball, then torture him, then I watch him melt
I love being boss, I hate to take a loss
Keep my mind the same way as Microsoft
It's a conspiracy, and that'll never die
I opened up the sky, man to tell God hi
He said "What's up King Nicky?", I said "Man I'm parlayin"
He say I'm living reckless, I say "Lord, what you sayin?"
He said "I'm gonna have to take you to a better place
if you don't slow down boy, yo and cut your pace"
I got like hella quiet, I fired up the weed
Must a Tiga slow down his fast speed?
I hit the gas pedal, said I'm a rap rebel
And man he left me, had me hand-delivered to the devil

 

[fox69]

"Ceasar Enrico"

"Ceasar Enrico"


[INTRO:]
"The phone rang, it was a guy that I knew, and he said"
"They're guilty.....every fuckin' count"
"He says they're done...."
[Verse 1:]
Tiger, I think ya betta get it right
Cause shit goes bump in the night
Came up out the gutter, now it's all butter
And with my blade I cut like no other
The runnin' of the bulls motherfucka it's the matador
Peep my new Wu shoes on a marble floor
Roll around like a cop-o eatin' on chicken
I shoot with my eyes closed hope ain't missing
Firin' up weed til the early morn
It's a little bit lonely cause my girl is gone
To my so called enemies yeh I'm back
And you cock sucka fuckas gotta deal with that
Cause I'm loose like gun powder hidden in a cannon
Fly by me don't think about landin'
Think about crashin', cause I'm about to fall
But not before I break these laws
Motherfucka it's the devil's heart beatin' in ya ear
Here go the contract sold my career
And I'm chillin' right here motherfucka in the physical form
Grew my hair back just so I can hide my horns
Nah mean, the fiend of the rhymes' on the scene
My raps sound better with crime on the scene
Fillmoe down kamikaze of rap
Gotta have a weed sack for my party pack
It's like that, Sugar Hill like Romello
Stir it up til it rocks up and turn yellow
Heavenly father it's the god of Khan
Witness as my vertigo passes on
Knockin' on the pearly gates high of bomb
And you can see my life if you read my palm it's like that
[HOOK:]
"Caesar Enrico Vandello"
"Is this the end of Rico?"
"Caesar Enrico Vandello"
"Is this the end of Rico?"
"Caesar Enrico Vandello"
"Is this the end of Rico?"
"Caesar Enrico Vandello"
"Caesar Enrico Vandello"
[Verse 2:]
Check this out don't move I hold ya like a slow groove
In my mind and my soul I'ma break rules
Get a new crew, we somethin' like the Coyote Gang
Comin' down on ya town like black rain
Blunts are cut and wrapped up in the indica
Rhymes are ripped and hollow tipped when they hittin' ya
Man it really ain't a friend ah ya
So it ain't no prob in my mind when they gettin' ya
Turn like a top spittin' cold begets
Tell the record lable die if they hold the cheque
Because it's right here homie the fetish for cash
You get it then you split it then you hit it and mash
You talk like a squirrel, I hope ya ain't a squealer
You lookin' at a new improved rap drug dealer
Take flight, buckle up like a plane ride
Why oh why do I remain high
Shootin' at the sky that's over my head
Hopin' that the bullets all wake the dead
Loud enough that it even shake they bed but
Quiet enough that it don't attract the feds
Because I fly like a bat outta hell that's for real
Think like a prisoner sittin' in jail
When it come to these rhymes better get the scale
Or act like ya blind fucka read it in brail
Nigga crime fell no crime on the rise
All in ya eyes is the sign of the times
Heavenly father it's the god of Khan
Witness as my vertigo passes on
Standin' at the pearly gates high of bomb
And you can see my life if you read my palm
[HOOK:]
"Caesar Enrico Vandello"
"Is this the end of Rico?"
"Caesar Enrico Vandello"
"Caesar Enrico Vandello"

 

[fox69]

"Cherybananapumpkinpie"

"Cherybananapumpkinpie"


You know I laugh like a fat king
And when I rap it's like the sound when a gat sings
Undercover, yea you know like butter
Stretch like rubber
I make sure payments like the ultimate cutter
I stand like a statue in the church I feel cold
Trapped like a cat with a boat full of coke
Tigas know I lie
Cherrybananapumpkinpie
This is how I run my life
Razor sharp just like the knives
Mics get hit from buller flavor I spit
Chambers and clips can't offer me shit
I get high as f**k when them MC's come
But from dawn to dusk man I breaks em up
Like booyah! What ya do now!?
I can hear them freaks screamin Hoocha!
From head to head
Dread to dread
Lead to Lead
Spread to spread
Niggas be trippin when the endos gone
Niggas be trippin when they womans gone
Niggas be trippin when the moneys gone
That's why I rappin on the microphone
What up, razor sharp
Crack Raider
Time to build my juice back up
Like the curl of a banger in a compton cut
How many niggas do I have to kill
Before I go to the top of the hill
Don't need to be alarmed because my game is tight
You know I do it for the gods when I rock the mic
You know I'm really wheel spinnin and my hammer keep bustin
You be a fool and these cats I'm trustin
Cold as ice he must be cold as steel
I'm gon bury yo ass at the top of the hill come on
Razor sharp
Rap Raider razor
Raider sharp
Rap raider razor raider sharp
A tiga like me can't hit the block
Sucka mc's is like microphone cops
Niggas know Nicky got a brain for glocks
So when I think niggas come at they usual spots
Nose stay red like the 1st reindeer
Don't know where you goin but ya can't stay here
Gotta hit the scene all stars and jeans
Slip through the scene like vaseline cream
Supreme being one man team
The king diamonds with the heart of his queen
No matter the ride check it I'm gon lean
With a hook that niggas ain't seen since kareem
I'm a fugitive gotta watch my step
Suckas wanna kno where the rhymes is kept
Check this out playboy hold ya breath
I'm on the bay bridge they ain't caught me yet
Goin ninetyyyy on the freeway chokin
Ain't no mystery to the weed we smokin
Andre nickatina said show me some styles
And check this out freak I'm a be right back
I hate to be a whore but the worlds a pimp
I'm tryin to tell my tigas man don't y'all simp
Comin like a mack truck
Miss me if ya foul skunk
Represent the blunt when ya get tossed up
Microphone flow like the caddy will rip
And this sugar hill gang got me doin this so
Razor sharp, rap raider razor sharp
Rap razor raider razor sharp... sharp

 

[fox69]

"Classified"

"Classified"


[Verse 1]
When I met you baby, you was for sale
I just stepped out of the county jail
For a punk ass misdemeanor
My P.O. dont like Nickatina
And an old man was lettin' ya go
And I could see I was what you was looking for
He said bring me a G, then next week a G
I said "Check this out pops I'm back tomorrow at 3"
Dont worry how I got that G
Just worry I was right back there at 3
Started you up, and it was legit
I never thought I'd fall in love so quick
Filled you up with gasoline
Took you to the wash spot and got ya clean
Cleaned the dash, rubbed that ass
And everything was slow, I didnt do it fast
Man it took about an hours time
But you looked so fine from the waxy shine
And on my mind I thought about the Alpines
So I loaded your behind with some 6 x 9's
So when you sing people hear you sang
I'm a nigga so baby I'm a do these thangs
Pioneers blastin' out Aretha Franklin
Sometimes I'm wonderin' what you thankin'

[Chorus x2]
My ride (my ride), my ride (my ride)
You dont fake, steal, cheat, or lie
My ride (my ride), my ride (my ride)
And our relationship is classified

[Verse 2]
I remember the day I bought me some Timbs
That was the same damn day I bought you some rims
At Kims, in the city of dope
And once we hit the streets, me and you, we smoked
On weed, wrapped in chocolate phillies
Other freaks saw us and they went silly
I remember ones name, her name was Billy
The other was a cousin out of Kansas City
They'll drop they clothes, I suppose
But meanwhile my baby girl needs some vogues
She told me everything that was on her mind
Who she loved, who she despised
Why she like the night way better than the day
And did I like Ali or Casius Clay?
I said "I like your conversation how you shoot to kill
But whats this strange relationship?"
She said if I can hang, than she can hang
And we'll never hit the bay bridge in the slow lane
No thang, like bangers bang
And she hate the police just as much as me mayne

[Chorus x2]

I could feel you get jealous when I rented a freak
Your carborator had you layin' up for weeks
Then we smoked like friends, put that to an end
Now I'm back in her muthafuckin' heart again
Cleaned your leather, got a darker tint
Over the rearview got the cherry scent
Hit the streets, like mean Joe Greene
Thats when I told her about my scheme
A night trip back and forth from L.A.
So I'm a have to leave you for about a day
It was cool, L.A.'s the spot
But I couldnt wait to see my lady on the block
But just like a bullet had hit my spine
As soon as the focus had hit my eyes
My fist tightened up, I was mad and stunned
My baby was the victim of a hit and run
She was cryin', she said Dre, man I look so ugly
Is there a way you'll ever love me?... Nope
She seen it in my eyes
A brand new vision of a brand new ride

[Chorus x2]
New ride (new ride), New ride (new ride)
That wont fake, steal, or lie
New ride (new ride), New ride (new ride)
And out relationship is classified

Check it...
To my tiga grand wizard
Its me
What (what)
Check it

 

[fox69]

"Close My Eyes"

"Close My Eyes"


Yeah
It's frisco's finest
And see it as a priviledge when quipto rhymin
If ya (look in my eyes) you can see that they slanted
My sly samarai chopp you down with a hatchet
You can (look at me) and see Q in the flesh
Just boss like rammy moss boy and move to the west
You can (look in my eyes) andyou can tell where they rest
We blessed, the best weed goin straight to your chest
C'mon (look at me) as a real mc, just know that I'm explosive like tnt
Cause u can (look in my eyes) and they like red as the sea
But still I stay two steps ahead of your freaks
Just (look at me) I'm still standing here living proof
A fucken interview,

 

[fox69]

"Cobra Status"

"Cobra Status"


[Verse One]
My drug/rap competitors, they come in flocks
I can't sleep 'cause when I do I think the game gon' stop
So I'm awake like an owl at a quarter to three
I hit your window with a nickel, "What's up baby, it's me"
Where I'm from we hate cops like we were bred to do it
Believe in Nike signs and gettin' high, so bitch just do it
Right or wrong over right, we'll disobey
Smokin' weed, plottin' greed, listenin' to Sade
Man I hustle all day, eatin' cat fish and (?)
Battle everything from gat clappers to rappers
Try'na have paper from the bottom to the tip
Two words I can't resist; Motherfucker or Bitch
I lost a few nickels but I never drop dimes
Huh, Pisces is the rap sign
Cobra Status!
Swimmin' like the man from Atlantis
A hold like Houdini, but like Houdini I will vanish
Baby was nineteen with a big ol' ass
Shit, damn near gave a nigga whiplash
Don't ask me for money because I'm not gonna share it
Smokin' weed from Bob Marley because he ...(?) the sheriff
You best hope this wax don't cut you
Hope one time don't bust you
This style will finger fuck you
And patna I just can't trust you
Cobra Status!

[Verse Two]
Recognize game when it's on yo' mind
You and that bitch playin' Andre rhymes
(?) situations like an SP-12
Go to hell, I made bail, Nigga fresh outta jail
With the look of the replican, shit gets deep
Already blunted up, and man I'm bumpin' the beat
Real pimp shit all in your bra
Thought it was me, but it's my little cousin Bobby Shaw
Cobra Status!
Nigga I'm the lost pimp of Gladis
Colder than a (?) heart, that's shaked like a habit
Nigga I'm a hawk, you a forest bunny rabbit
My crew stay true but we can also get savage
Cobra Status!

[Verse Three]
Bitch don't call me unless the party is packed
And gangsta shit is bumpin' on every track
Nigga them dice ain't got no love
Shakin' like a nigga scared behind his gun
Cause see, I tick like time and man I time like tick
Man niggas don't forgive and we sure don't forget
It's the receiva, the six feet and ova, ...(?) ice creama
Rollin' cheeba in a beama
With a poetic passion, in a functional fashion
A full tank of gas, and man I'm mashin'
Speed like a Z-28 tinted crow
Look if you want, your reflection will show
Cobra Status

 

[fox69]

"Contract Out On Cupid"

"Contract Out On Cupid"


Man I'm a king in my own rhyme
So you can picture what I am
In my own mind
And baby set your ears up for a cold line
And I ain't neva liked your ass bitch
The whole time
I like to take trips, buy clothes, yo
Get cars and stuff
My little RX7
I burned out the clutch
I gotta contract out on cupid
He runnin for his life cause he seen how I do it
Mix rap love with the bullets
Get ya blown away
On Valentine's with Jennifer Holiday
It's high fashion baby to the nines
Prayin' to the maker yo
While livin' in the rhyme
'Fore I leave the house I like to get my shoes shined
Then movin' the ride with interior design
I do it like (?)
Spend money like a Leo
A Pisces vertigo
Life like a Scorpio
And ya know that the flow I
Is straight for the dough
I need the dough
To get the freakin' from the rhyme
I get you freakin everytime
From the flow
Then playa pimp my playa pimpin' pimps like a pro
A supa dupa Coca Motorola G-I Joe

Man I've been fightin' my addictions with thangs
That make me addicted
Man welcome to the rap world
Baby girl it's twisted
Man treat a situation like a rental
Thank God I got insurance
We can trick it detrimental
Like jail sleep time I get down
Man welcome just in time so I could rock another town
Bought some new rangs
Sold all my chains
My lady put my hair in a bun when it rains
Co-Co-Cocaine
Is what the homies say
They gotta get it quick an sell it
Make their money stay
Fly by night
Fly harder in the day
Like Cheryl Miller's brother
Man they shoot long range
Put me in the game
I'll show you how to spend a grip
And though I like the number 7
I can roll a 6
I like to watch pancakes when they 'bout to flip
And with that syrup waitin' on em at a quarter to 6
And it's Nicky in em Jordan number nines
Walkin' outta Popeye's eatin on fries
(?)
My homie said "Reno"
I said "I'll drive"
Some think I'm Indian
I say "What tribe? "
If I was a judge I would take all bribes NO LIE

 

[fox69]

"Conversation With A Devil"

"Conversation With A Devil"


(Welcome)
Khan...
My name is Nicky, but you can call me Dre
I party through L.A, now baby what you gotta say
[Verse 1:]
My name is Nicky, but you can call me Dre
I party through L.A., now baby what you gotta say
I live and lay like Sugar Ray, I listen to Sade
You never see me workin, and yeah freak I like to play, OK?
You're thicker than a can of peanut butter, OK?
Talkin' to another brother, givin' me the eye
Man I can't believe those thighs, shit
I can see the freak in your eyes, shit
And if I get you in my coils, I'm a strike for oil
And let me tell you baby girl I'm spoiled
My favorite colour's blue, I'm like the number two
Meanin' that I like to have my cake 'n eat it too
She said, "Do you want a drink Nicky baby? " -"Yeah"
"You want me to get it for you baby? "
Shit- My name is Nicky, but you can call me Dre, what up
I'm only in town for one day, what up
Aretha Franklin tapes I like to play, what up
I can see you like the Tanqueray
Shit- My name is Nicky, but you can call me Dre, fast
I'm lookin' like MC Shan, flash
Baby is at least a six footer, ass
We can get together in the middle of the night
Hop into my ride, take flight, that's right
You're rollin' with a pisces, buckle up tight
Slick Rick talkin' like, "da da da... "
Straight chicken hawkin' like, "da da da... "
Caught up in my game like, "da da da... "
My name is Nicky, but you can call me Dre, I'm over
Baby had hips like boulders, I'm over
Feelin' kinda tipsy man but I ain't really trippin'
Talkin' bout the next expedition
Shit- My name is Nicky, but you can call me Dre (what up)
[Verse 2:]
My name is Nicky, but you can call me Dre
I hit the crap table with a four and a tre
I party through L.A., this what I gotta say;
You're mines
Girl what's your zodiac sign?
You're mines
All up in my eyes, you a dime
You're mines
And I'm a keep on spittin' baby only if you're listenin'
Standin' in the gangsta position
Shit- My name is Nicky, but you can call me Dre, what up
We can keep talkin' in the cuts, what up
Damn girl ya got a big butt
Shit- My name is Nicky, but you can call me Dre, fo' real
Baby wearin' jeans 'n high heels, fo' real
They bumpin' Big Daddy Kane like, "da da da... "
And plus rhyme pays like, "da da da... "
And I really ain't ashamed like, "da da da... "
My name is Nicky, but you can call me Dre
The plan is to talk to ya girl until you understand
The plan, we can talk about your plans cause I really don't dance
Standin' in my playboy stance
I look you in the eye, you're rubbin' on my hands
I know you got a man, ya actin' so bold
That's why the game might be feelin' so cold
I say you got control, I put you in the hole
I tell you in your ear, "Do you wanna roll? "
I hear her say "yes"
You're rollin' with the fresh, today
My name is Nicky, but you can call me Dre, OK?
(OK?)

 

[fox69]

"Couger"

"Couger"


They call me Tennessee tornado
You can call me Dr J if you a baller, and it's getting fatal
My big 6 crush the whole table
Cause my domino effect is from the grey back to the cradle
I rap MC lullabies
So these cats bring 38's, tek nines and 45's
The grass is green, so we stay high
Freak, how you gonna buy a burger, didn't get the damn fries
I leave ya stiff when I elevate
5-0 at the door, tigers all hit the fire 'scape
I got my money, my weed, I got my wallet
Staggering like an alcoholic, just can't call it, yo
[Chorus:]
We do these things and we don't give a fuck
We fire up a blunt, in the car bumpin' Cougnut
I got on my blue star Chucks
We fire up a blunt, in the car bumpin' Cougnut
My rap mag plays laser tag
So they can find your hand and the mic' in the brown bag
I wear my pants with a slight sag
I expose your shows with flows, man, cause I love cash
I rhyme gamble like Pete Rose
And I sport new clothes on you MC fine hoes
I locate like transmitters
And you know with my wood your heart fill the five spitter?
I ain't nothin but a go-getter
Some think I'm Tut so they label me a gold nigga
Keep skis like a gold digger
Like credit card scams that exceed in the 4 figures
[Chorus x4]