Freddie Gibbs - Knicks (Remix) lyrics

Smokin the cally ice Book a challenge on my wrist U.S is a challenge doin this They can push it Theyre rappin Theyre callin you in the back Ill be getting back on the tax n***a I got to sell a nickel back Elementary Mathematics , n***a can you add? Standin by my window with the full clip Another neighbor whistlin in the bed every weak And f** the police b**h I guess I got to sell a nickel back I got to sell a nickel back n***a Real k**er ,drug dealer I got to sell a nickel back Real k**er ,drug dealer I got to sell a nickel back The same night Chris Jobs watched Coby It was on Sunday I had a hunt day Then I crashed it Leather jacket like slashed it Downtown bound, Julie Brown All the hoochies wanna do me now Don Bronson, in all white like Don Johnson You ever had to take a sh** while you're tripping?! Balls off, all the homies on the ball court sh** hit like Little Richard on the boardwalk I'm not the one for all the small talk Im like Cristopher Lloyd Big noise Mike Tyson doing endos on the harrow I got to sell a nickel back,b**h I got to sell a nickel back,b**h I got to sell a nickel back,b**h I got to sell a nickel back,b**h Real k**er ,drug dealer I got to sell a nickel back, b**h Real k**er ,drug dealer I got to sell a nickel back Close to the n***az that do their bids on motel sh** n***az be doin the long stretches Not that were hardless Were just using our hearts less You know stress cause n***az the 4th feeling Lost strips on a n***a that hustled on dog strips And streets corners so many Police wants us Remember older n***az and owners Got a front row city To watch n***az move Got no cla** like a n***a that skips school The cops scream on the corners Peace! I got to sell a nickel back,b**h I got to sell a nickel back,b**h Real k**er ,drug dealer I got to sell a nickel back,b**h Real k**er ,drug dealer I got to sell a nickel back,b**h Real k**er ,drug dealer Its like they caught me red handed Watch how they keep their 47s sticked up to granny And I want all the rounds of applause And the audience The happiest days of my life Been takin from me Now Im just a slave to the mic Wait Hold up I dont think this chain fit me right And should let you finish too Im at the finish line I should have finished school Now youre at the finish line So hide them in the shoe Dont get to take the show and use them as tools b**h I got to sell a nickel back,b**h I got to sell a nickel back,b**h Real k**er ,drug dealer I got to sell a nickel back,b**h Real k**er ,drug dealer I got to sell a nickel back,b**h