
Knicks Freddie Gibbs & Madlib
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[Produced by: Madlib]
[Intro]
You caught me by surprise
[Verse 1]
Pippen on the assist
I'm watching Jordan drop a double nickel on the Knicks
That was '95, couple of us ain't live til '96
Gangbanging, 'caine slanging had us caught up in a twist
We was middle school fools, life was rushing past me
Fresh up out Tolleston bus, fighting up at Pulaski
Uncle hit me off with a zip, now I get some cash, G
"Well where you get some money for Nikes?" my mama asked me
Uhh, I got it selling nickel bags
Stress, weed, million seeds, where the liquor at?
Mad Dog 20/20 kept a nigga loose
Murder was the case except a nigga taste the gin and juice
'Cause then we gon' be riding on some bullshit
Shoot up a nigga crib, that's some hood shit
And I can give a fuck who in the house sleep
Waking up the neighbors, shoot my trey eight at the police, bitch
[Chorus]
Uhh, yeah, I got it selling nickel bags, bitch
Uhh, yeah, I got it selling nickel bags
Uhh, bitch, I got it selling nickel bags, bitch
Yeah, I got it selling nickel bags
[Intro]
You caught me by surprise
[Verse 1]
Pippen on the assist
I'm watching Jordan drop a double nickel on the Knicks
That was '95, couple of us ain't live til '96
Gangbanging, 'caine slanging had us caught up in a twist
We was middle school fools, life was rushing past me
Fresh up out Tolleston bus, fighting up at Pulaski
Uncle hit me off with a zip, now I get some cash, G
"Well where you get some money for Nikes?" my mama asked me
Uhh, I got it selling nickel bags
Stress, weed, million seeds, where the liquor at?
Mad Dog 20/20 kept a nigga loose
Murder was the case except a nigga taste the gin and juice
'Cause then we gon' be riding on some bullshit
Shoot up a nigga crib, that's some hood shit
And I can give a fuck who in the house sleep
Waking up the neighbors, shoot my trey eight at the police, bitch
[Chorus]
Uhh, yeah, I got it selling nickel bags, bitch
Uhh, yeah, I got it selling nickel bags
Uhh, bitch, I got it selling nickel bags, bitch
Yeah, I got it selling nickel bags
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