Текст песни Dre Dog (Andre Nickatina) - All Star Chuck Taylors
Dre Dog (Andre Nickatina) - All Star Chuck Taylors слова песни
One thing I despise is virgin suicideShere Khan is something that the wind criesThe way I collect is like a bomb threatmeanin if you don`t have my doei`m a blow fa showYou better have heat when you hang with this villianmeaning that its cold when I`m chillinCatch the fillinSlipped down on a banana peelinI seen them dead on the floor with the blood`s keated to the ceilingI was like yo how that happen?Chuck taylors down gotta keep on rapinThe one bullet, the right place at the right timecan turn a hell of a wave into a flat linemy style don`t pump no bloodit pump weed and gasoline, Nicky Nickitineman ectasy can twist yo spleentell that to the freaky them jeans, know what I meanIt`s kind of ironic, make a phone call for the chronicAnd let my tigers hold the gin and tonicman it hurts so much it blastin mebut I do what the rap gods askin meHave heart, have hustlehave heart if you dont have muscle buy the punk gear in the tuscleno love or passionate, blow weed in the face of the badest chickyet spin like a cd, I try not to get sleepyon the grind when it`s creepy, street gods wanna teach mepocahantes makin money for me bustin in the tee peeMy All Star Chuck Taylors, they lace like the mayorstreet ball court playerrapinfied rhyme sayeryou be like Nicky man no favor, real poppaI disappeare like Jimmy Hopperreappear on Easterpants in the heavy start to increase hert shirts with the vestes featuremiesha check it its the god of KhanChuck Taylor down like the Ramidancatchin feeling, you got a scheme homie what you dealinman the bathroom tintedwith the blunt wrapped dope in itIts like Popeye with his spinachrun around like you playing tennisand you still aint finishedinternational keep the party crackin like its pistachiosthe freaks got it poppin like a fashion showmake a move with me birdy baby like a linebackeri got a gift like a blind jackerput a whole new six packerat south pole with the lock jawin the kitchen with the rock rawyou remind me of cocaine and do these thangsman its the shitty dope dealerdirty worm catapillaweed collide like the sun and the moonand I`m still trippin of that room with the blood on the ceilingcatch ya fillinmy chuck taylors got me creepinand rap dealincome through and leave you stunnedand in shockand leave my heart on the block like the lost glockin the bushes of wood man u did what you couldwith the little you got are you cold or hotput it down with the plot, and got knockedand went to jail naked in ya shoes and sockslaughin up to ya woman man to move ya rocksand the freak turned the spot into a hot boxChuck Taylors All Stars and all starsmake my way to the bar and there you areCatch ya fillinHey sister give me some of those shoes