Andre Nickatina, Equipto - Fa' Sho' lyrics

It started out with Captain Crunch Cereal
An old turn table and a radio
In my young mind i was
The mother fuckin' Imperial
Local drug dealers would say "Nicky i
Like your style keep doing it"
And i would look at them like what im
Doing? but im gonna do it fa show
Blowin weed while others was
Blowing out 16 candles
Happy birthday to you as i
Took plane rides to seattle
See i was born on the coldest
Day of the year march 11th
And god told me i ain't putin
A foot up in heaven, cold world
Ho how you gonna be a player with no girl?
Shirly temples in the club, had a fight
Now no curls
If i gotta mack a dyke, rap a lie
Give me the night
That there freak im gonna get
A peice of the pie, and won't cry
Certain things make me shiver
Like the coldest rap
When the money is delivered

Niggahah! swisha! i hit the weed, kick the
Beat, equipto to the nicky T
History predict the picky cuz strickly
My swisha sweet officially done
Running this thing, quicker then many
110% put it or you won't see a penny
Now as we construct the thought of
To droppin the product in ever country we
Brought up in world widely acknowledged
All the MC's is polished dippin
All in they stack
And they astonished cuz the
Game will treat em
Just like that while droppin a rap
Gettin contact and keepin em waiting
Off from frisco to my homie copenhagen

Like canadian bacon you know im makin a way
For me to get like on every plate
In every state rap up hoes down
12th floor at the tyson fight
With money on every round
My operations stacked all off, rhymed cola
Its something like the '84
China white crime yola
At hot rap shows the parking lots are packed
With cars that will make hoes faint
You'll get a cavity from the candy paint
It's just like i increased the crime rate
Bump this with rapid fire is
Something you're about to create
If you ever ask me for cream ima
Give you a dollar for baskin robins
Sometimes i still stay at partys
Even tho they ain't poppin'
Whatchu copin? he said the
2002 mercedes bens e-class
How you payin? ehh i dunno all cash?

Im on the dash, light my blunt like the last
There ain't no match that'll
Really get attatched
To any fast talkin blast takin
Slip and get slapped
In the mouth, laugh, jaw-jabberin'
Flash over the cash, staggerin in with class
Badgerin plastic acts spinnin the greedy
Better take the stee-v wonder?
No fucken tv if you've seen me then leave me
On the under, bundled and beanied
Frisco eskimo all on the freezy
Constantly maken moves to move the cd
Daily and weekly

In my world, im runnin' like boss hog
And i love when the
Goody-goody's break my laws
Around the clock with a knot like the ATF
Oh yeah, the ATF don't knock
Nigga's cock-block
Like a line backer i love to
Change my young daughters pampers
Puttin on huggies
I won't be old pushin' a buggy
Im good partners with all 40
Of ali baba's theives
Baby don't act dumb, im number 41
Highstepper
Togo sandwich with the hot peppers
At 90 degrees i might freeze
So when it's hot i sport leather
Kill pretty
You lookin at the smartest motherfucker
Ever to get seven f's
The rap gods told the mack gods bury
Him like king tut when he's over
Wrap him like a mummy
Surrounded by his money
Lifestyle real chewy and real gummy
Local drugdealers would say nicky i like
Your style keep doin it
And i would look back at them
And be like what im doin?
But ima do it fa show ya know