Andre Nickatina - Cobra Status lyrics

[Andre Nickatina - Cobra Status lyrics]

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, wrong or right, we'll disobey
Smokin' weed, plottin' greed
Listenin' to Sade man I hustle all day
Eatin' cat fish and snapper
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 ho like Whodini
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 for Bob Marley because
He bucked down 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!

Recognize game when it's on yo' mind
You and that bitch playin' Andre rhymes
Looping situation like an SP-12
Go to hell, I made bail
Nigga fresh outta jail
With the look of the replicant
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 forty hard to
Shake 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!

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
Female 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!

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