Nickel Slick Nigga

Lyrics

[Verse 1] The setting Is a cool breeze day Word takes place in the city of L.A I'm 9 years old to be exact Checkered bell bottoms, brown shirt With a dusty ass cap Goin to the ABC market Had to get some new biscuits 2 dollars what a bargin Preceding up the street While I'm humming a tune The first time I witness Somebody's tryin' a jack move If im correct it was a el'co Tryin'a jack a '6-4 Nigga's tryin ta tip-toe and yo Pointing at gauges Tryn'a take a brother's ya' He saw what was up Got out the vehicle and bailed He just had to run in my direction But they smoked his ass Now he's next to the sports section But the nigga dropped the ya' on the ground So then I picked the shit up Ran down and around the corner, yo And through a nearby alley Escaped through a tiny gate I was a nickel slick nigga [x4] [Verse 2] Huffin' and puffin' but I finally got to the pad My mother asks where I was at I said "Yo, I was over Snowy's house Playin some marbles" She believed what I said So I went to my cars You see I shared rooms with my cousin That was mentally slow But he was a big as fuck 6"5', 300 pounds or more Nicknamed 'Big Truck' Took the sack out my pants Unravelled the product Told my cousin we gotta hustle and bustle To make money back I make connections You watch my back Set up a program Called the lemonade stand But I wasn't sellin drinks I was sellin big bands And bundles and boulders of doves, yeah At this time I was gettin more pub, yo From this cluck and that cluck And everybody wanna cluck cluck But me and Truck We didn't give a fuck But the spot got hot, police raid They took Truck to jail But me I got away [Chorus] [Verse 3] 4 years past, now I'm 13 Bought me a duster To go undercover My cousin's jail sentence was almost finished Now we back in the streets in a mix In it to win it Pulling cards, checkin fools Checkin names down Now my status was ballin' Was set to the ground Other hustlers knew I was doin my best Cause I was a baller young ass nigga from the west Had a pimped out crib in Pomona Not far from the city So that way I can hit corners Now who would expect this little juvenile punk Straight ballin y'all As they kept on falling for it It was a smooth operation you see Cause I had the luck Your whole fuckin family would love me 5 years swoop now I'm 18 Sold a lot of product So they start calling me Kokane At this time i was bustin' funky rhymes Hook the shit up with '87 Now I'm gettin mine Lay Law was in effect and he said "let's do this" Gave my shit to E Then I signed with Ruthless But Truck was left on the spot Hmm, what do Hooked a nigga up with that cocaine rock Now Truck was gettin paper from the yayo' Me, I'm gettin paid for my motherfuckin' record sales So there it is, a player getting bigger I guess I joined a whole organisation Of nickel slick nigga's [Chorus] [Outro] Yo Stan, won't cha play something nickel slick for a nigga right here