The Alchemist, Prodigy - Nickel and a Nail lyrics
The Alchemist [Alan Daniel Maman] Beverly Hills, CA, U.S. 🇺🇸
[The Alchemist, Prodigy - Nickel and a Nail lyrics]
This is one of those ones, you heard
Alchemist, fuck is the deal, nigga
It's that gutta gutta gutta gutta shit nigga
(Yeah, Twin
I see you) With my little dirty niggas
That nigga P is thug enough to
Rep QB from Long Island
Hempstead niggas thug their way to the top
Man as a young gun I was
Like they can't stop me
Now I'm all grown obviously
They ain't stop me (Nope)
Tried my hands at drug
That shit wasn't for me (Uh)
Compared to these royalties that shit
Is like chicken feed
Some chose ballin', music was my callin'
As long as it sounds gutta
You hear me all along
What most make in a year, I get off one song
And that shit is not fair to you
But fuck y'all
Man I'm still comin' up on that rough side
That tough side nuttin' was handed to me
I had to go for mine
My shit is hard earn, you stumbled onto shine
We built this from the dirt
You copy off mine
Once again it's the homey that
Thug rhymes and kill beats
Niggas is burnt, they runnin' out lines
Ha ha ha, nah nigga don't ask me for shit
Nigga don't come up to me
(The fully loaded 25)
(With one extra bullet on the side)
You don't want what I got in my pocket nigga
Do you really want this? Do
You really want this?
I got somethin' for you, come here
Check it out (The fully loaded 25
With one extra bullet on the side)
That nigga P bug enough to bring my gun
Where's that wildin'
It's too much cops there
Chill P you wildin'
Fuck that I've been too
Much to start calmin'
Down now seen too much to start fallin'
Off my gun game, niggas is retarded
Won't catch P, bucket, naked
Without my pistola (Nope)
Like Adam in the garden
It's beast out in the field
And apples ain't shit when you're starvin'
Time for me to run 'em up, pardon
I'm overly aggressive with life
You too soft man
I'm doin' what I does best
You try to block me
You'll get knocked down try to
Stand where I rock please
Don't force to pop these shots in your frame
Leave you blood clots in the brain
And that's not suppose to bleed
How you gon' pull through with
Them hoes and your bee
(Nah, he's not gon' make it)
The fully loaded 25
(Uh huh, you see me nigga)
With one extra bullet on the side
(You see me nigga, what nigga, what?)
The fully loaded 25 (Want that?)
With one extra bullet on the side
(You could have it)
All I got in my pocket is a nickel and a nail
(What else?) the fully loaded 25
With one extra bullet on the side (Uh, huh)
All I got in my pocket
(What's that?) is a nickel and a nail
(And what's that?) The fully loaded 25
With one extra bullet on the side
(Uh huh, uh huh, nickel plated 25)
"The Mac is motherfucking back"
Alchemist, fuck is the deal, nigga
It's that gutta gutta gutta gutta shit nigga
(Yeah, Twin
I see you) With my little dirty niggas
That nigga P is thug enough to
Rep QB from Long Island
Hempstead niggas thug their way to the top
Man as a young gun I was
Like they can't stop me
Now I'm all grown obviously
They ain't stop me (Nope)
Tried my hands at drug
That shit wasn't for me (Uh)
Compared to these royalties that shit
Is like chicken feed
Some chose ballin', music was my callin'
As long as it sounds gutta
You hear me all along
What most make in a year, I get off one song
And that shit is not fair to you
But fuck y'all
Man I'm still comin' up on that rough side
That tough side nuttin' was handed to me
I had to go for mine
My shit is hard earn, you stumbled onto shine
We built this from the dirt
You copy off mine
Once again it's the homey that
Thug rhymes and kill beats
Niggas is burnt, they runnin' out lines
Ha ha ha, nah nigga don't ask me for shit
Nigga don't come up to me
(The fully loaded 25)
(With one extra bullet on the side)
You don't want what I got in my pocket nigga
Do you really want this? Do
You really want this?
I got somethin' for you, come here
Check it out (The fully loaded 25
With one extra bullet on the side)
That nigga P bug enough to bring my gun
Where's that wildin'
It's too much cops there
Chill P you wildin'
Fuck that I've been too
Much to start calmin'
Down now seen too much to start fallin'
Off my gun game, niggas is retarded
Won't catch P, bucket, naked
Without my pistola (Nope)
Like Adam in the garden
It's beast out in the field
And apples ain't shit when you're starvin'
Time for me to run 'em up, pardon
I'm overly aggressive with life
You too soft man
I'm doin' what I does best
You try to block me
You'll get knocked down try to
Stand where I rock please
Don't force to pop these shots in your frame
Leave you blood clots in the brain
And that's not suppose to bleed
How you gon' pull through with
Them hoes and your bee
(Nah, he's not gon' make it)
The fully loaded 25
(Uh huh, you see me nigga)
With one extra bullet on the side
(You see me nigga, what nigga, what?)
The fully loaded 25 (Want that?)
With one extra bullet on the side
(You could have it)
All I got in my pocket is a nickel and a nail
(What else?) the fully loaded 25
With one extra bullet on the side (Uh, huh)
All I got in my pocket
(What's that?) is a nickel and a nail
(And what's that?) The fully loaded 25
With one extra bullet on the side
(Uh huh, uh huh, nickel plated 25)
"The Mac is motherfucking back"