Holla 4 Madonna

Lyrics

[Chorus: Andre Nickatina] A gangsta in the hot tub in the midst of drama The bullets hit the water make it look just like a sauna Some holla for Madonna, man, some holla for they mama Nine times out of ten, they never know who shot 'em A gangsta in the hot tub in the midst of drama The bullets hit the water make it look just like a sauna Some holla for Madonna, man, some holla for they mama Nine times out of ten, they never know who shot 'em [Verse 1: Equipto] I let the dice roll with my life on the road (Get paid) Take the stage with the mind control (Yeah) I'm pro and all official, I'll ball with you All my problems [?] (Little) [?] cool and calm, you know that's me I tell the Miami freak I'm 'bout to throw that D And I [?] Philly East 'til she roll that weed But she can shoot with the breeze, it's nothin' to [?] Like a sneeze, I'm blessed (Choo), so you can excuse me I'm too busy watching hoes popping they coochie Oh yeah, I can see why you call me Bruce Lee (Yeah) My Chinese connection got deals on QP The rookie of the year, man, pulling a fluky I feel to do the right thing, but I ain't movin' A man of my action go [?] I'm passionate in rappin' with a West Coast accent (West Coast) My homies to the point when they speak to women And they still conversatin', so we keep [?] (Ayy) I been breaking rules all my life Seventh grade in the bathroom, Chocolate Thai I need paper (Hey) up in a major way I won't cater a playa [?] hatin' the game I say, "later", don't look at this as doing me a favor I made a pact with my homeboys to keep it playa [Chorus: Andre Nickatina] A gangsta in the hot tub in the midst of drama The bullets hit the water make it look just like a sauna Some holla for Madonna, man, some holla for they mama Nine times out of ten, they never know who shot 'em A gangsta in the hot tub in the midst of drama The bullets hit the water make it look just like a sauna Some holla for Madonna, man, some holla for they mama Nine times out of ten, they never know who shot 'em [Verse 2: Andre Nickatina] Yo, this is a takeoff, and yo, baby, this is the bake-off Sirloin beef with the A.1. Steak Sauce I got it going on [?] Turn like a cyclone, bust with the lights on I hit the scene like Pepé Le Pew I'm in the double-breasted suit that I copped from [?] I'm from the X Generation, crime location Turned down your invitation to your radio station Move like a cobra, gone from the rollers It's just like The Hunt for the Red October The pit bull terror from the Ronald Reagan era And me and my playas keep it cold as the Sierra We dress like a GQ magazine And the homie said he gotta keep a magazine And his freak said she seen me in the magazine So we broke down jaw on the magazine [?] in a DeVille with four wheels Been driving with my knees so the weed don't spill I'm going at your gator on your Izod sweater Them broke cats say there ain't nothin' like cheddar They bomb first, they say I'm caught up in [?] curse And I never get to kick it with [?] And when I ask why, they bust a alibi They took my wings so a angel like me couldn't fly And I wonder why [Chorus: Andre Nickatina] A gangsta in the hot tub in the midst of drama The bullets hit the water, make it look just like a sauna Some holla for Madonna man, some holla for they mama Nine times out of ten, they never know who shot 'em A gangsta in the hot tub in the midst of drama The bullets hit the water, make it look just like a sauna Some holla for Madonna man, some holla for they mama Nine times out of ten, they never know who shot 'em