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    Текст песни Andre Nickatina - All Star Chuck Taylors


    Andre Nickatina - All Star Chuck Taylors
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    One thing I despise is these virgin suicides
    Shere Khan is something that the wind cries
    The way I collect is like a bomb threat
    meanin if you don't have my doe
    i'm a blow fa show
    You better have heat when you hang with this villian
    meaning that its cold when I'm chillin
    Catch a fillin
    Slipped in on a banana peelin
    I seen them dead on the floor with the blood skeeted to the ceiling
    I was like yo how that happen?
    Chuck taylors down gotta keep on rappin
    The one bullet, the right place at the right time
    can turn a hell of a wave into a flat line
    my style don't pump no blood
    it pump weed and gasoline, Nicky Nickitine
    man ectasy'll twist yo spleen
    tell that to the freak in them jeans, know what I mean
    It's kind of ironic, make a phone call for the chronic
    And let my tigers hold the gin and tonic
    man I curse so much it's blasphemy
    but I do what the rap gods ask of me
    Have heart, have hustle
    have heart if you dont have muscle bite a punk ear in a tussle
    no love but Im passionate, blow weed in the face of the badest chick
    Yeah spin like a cd, I try not to get sleepy
    on the grind when it's creepy, street gods wanna teach me
    pocahantes makin money for we busted in the tee pee
    My All Star Chuck Taylors stay laced like the mayor
    street ball court player
    rapid fire rhyme sayer
    you be like Nicky man no fair, real proppa
    I disappear like Jimmy Hoffa
    reappear on Easter
    pants and a heavy starch creasa
    t shirts with the vestes feature
    miesha check it its the god of Khan
    Chuck Taylored down like the rhymer-don
    catchin feeling, slipped in on a bannana peelin
    you got a scheme homie whatcha dealin
    man the Bad Luitenant
    with the blunt wrapped dope in it
    Its like Popeye with his spinach
    run around like you playing tennis
    and you still aint finished
    international keep the party crackin like pistachios
    the freaks got it poppin like a fashion show
    make a move with me birdy baby grab the dow like a linebacker
    i got a gift like a blind jacker
    put a hole in ya six packer
    the south paw with the lock jaw
    in the kitchen with the rock raw
    you remind me of cocaine and doo-doo stains
    man its the shitty dope dealer
    dirty worm catapilla
    we collide like the sun and the moon
    and I'm still trippin off that room with the blood on the ceiling
    catch a fillin
    my chuck taylors got me creepin
    and rap dealin
    come through and leave you stunned
    and in shock
    leave my heart on ya block like a lost glock
    in the bushes or woods man u do what you could
    with the little you got are you cold or hot
    put it down with the plot, and got knocked
    went to jail naked in ya shoes and socks
    Left it up to ya woman man to move ya rocks
    and the freak turned the spot into a hot box
    Chuck Taylors All Stars with Heart scars
    make my way to the bar and there you are
    Catch a fillin

    Hey sister give me some of that cheese
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