Nickel Slick Nigga Lyrics

The city is a cool breeze day

Word takes place in the city of LA

I'm nine years old to be exact

Check the bell bottoms, brown shirt with the dusty ol' cap

Goin to the inn to see my dad

and to get some new business, two dollars what a bargain

I'm sittin up the street while I'm humpin a tune

The first time but witness somebody's tryin ta jack fool

The bump director was a alco tryin ta jack a '6-4

Brothers tryin ta tip-toe and yo

Pointin at gauges tryin ta take a brother's yea

He saw what was up, got out the beat and go and bail

He just had to run in my direction

But they smoked the players now he's next to the sports section

But the player dropped the yea on theg round

so then I picked it up, run down and around

the corner, yo but thru a nearby alley

Escaped thru a tiny gate cos I was nickel slick

Cos I was nickel slick

Cos I was nickel slick

Cos I was nickel slick



Huffin and puffin but I finally got to the pad

My mother axe me where I was I siad "Yo,

I was over Snowy's house playin some marks"

She believed what I said so I went to my cars

You see I ship bones with my cousin, now he's mentally slow

but he was a big ole kid, 6"5', 300 pounds or more

Nicknamed 'Big Truck'

Took the shit out my pants around the product

Told my cousin we gotta hustle and bustle to make money back

I make connections, you watch my back

Set up a program, go and live instate

But I wasn't sellin drinks, I was sellin big bags

o' hundreds and quarters of doves, yeah

At this time I was gettin more pud, yo

From this car and that car and everybody wanna caught glockin

But me and Truck we was in luck

But the spot got hot, police raid, they took Truck to jail

but me I got away, I was nickel slick

Cos I was nickel slick

I was nickel slick

Cos I was nickel slick



Four years past, now I'm thirteen

All-meat duster to go undercover

My cousin's jail sentence was almost finished

Now we packin the streets in a mix, in it to win it

Calling cards, checkin fools, checkin names down

Now I'm steady ???? ???? sent to the ground

Other hustlers knew I was doin my best

cos I was a bawla young fly player from the West

All the pimped up cribs and comeona

I'm up on the city so that way I can hit corners

Now who would expect this little juvenile delinquent's

straight bawlin y'all

as they kept on bawlin for it

It was a smooth operation you see

cos I had to your whole entire family lumpy

Five years swoop now I'm eighteen

I was steadily pimpin Uncle Sam and foldin the pimp game

At this time I was bust smokin 5's

Hook us up with an eighty cell ????

Lei Long was in effect and he said "Let's do this"

Gave it up to eat then I sighed all poopless

But Truck was left on the spot, he knew what I'd do

Hooked my cousin up with the crib and effect, not!

The Truck was livin high, livin schwell

Me, I'm gettin piad for my mega record sales

So there it is, a player comin up quick

I guess I drawn a whole organisation of players that are nickel slick

I guess I was nickel slick

Cos I was nickel slick

I was nickel slick



Yo Stan, won't cha price some nickel slick from me, right here

Yeah, aha

Why don't cha swing it up right here?

Aah yeah, wooh

Nigga sanctified, aah

Right here

Yo, I was a player that was nickel slick