Khm

Khm - Nice Things lyrics

Your rating:

[H-Bomb:]

Yeah, uh-huh, uhh

You switch your pitch, which nigga smack yo' bitch

Ditch foes, cancel shows, fifth hoe's disclosed

Cheese, weed, shot ki's

Deez hoes pay fees overseas

Please no degrees low blow powder

Every hour power you follow allow our leaders critique and teach ya

Duct tape on the handle of the heater

Sip Beefeater, true believer

Put holes in your wifebeater

Meet the ones learnin, left heads turnin

Earnin, pockets showin, bank flowin, growin

Pain, fuckin sniff 'caine, you strange force

Resort, pipe bombs in county court, break North, support

Streets wet your feet, +Pimp to Eat+

Rhyme we eat, meetin hoes we fuck and delete

Complete format, step up your act, stay packed

Flat booty chicks nigga fuck that~!



[Chorus x2: Kool Keith]

I like to shine and sport, nice thangs

I like to wear my gators and big rangs

Drive around the town, in a Range

Let the girls c'mere, you keep the change



[Marc Live:]

This shit is so big! So don't be jealous when we blast through

Our big status make your girl feel it

She can't see us in the flesh kid (why not?) We no comp' for niggaz

Just enter your spot, cold force you to death (let's go)

Sick to your stomach, you're holdin your breath

A lot of smoke in my area, it's backroom shit

Velvet rope, good people doin bad dope

We arrogant, sport top chicks you marry kid, we never Hollywood

We take a supermodel back to the pissy hood, she's doin everything

Change your level, your town feel bling tremors

The new K-H, M; now listen close to the blueprint

Corny niggaz never come in, this is dark room

Speakeasy four o'clock shit red room, they know us instantly

There's no industry, we built the rep

Crack your neck extravagant when we step on your set



[Chorus x0.75]



[Kool Keith:]

I see you adaptin to your surroundings, beefin up your security

Every group is petrol, armored car protection

Ten cars follow you with groupies and models too

Bodyguard service got half of y'all stayin in a hired hotel (YEAH~!)

Scared to look out the window and nervous

Tinted glass at the red light got you passin every stop sign fast

Bringin 18 wannabe gangsters surroundin you first class

When you look over you shoulder stand there hired police officers I laugh

Haunted by evil lyrics, now you face the consequences with witchcraft

Dangerous areas, can't camouflage your record company staff

You do the math, and face opponents

Watch your rearview, and dominant king of voodoo

Chess moves and strategy let me see the fly car crash

and the midsection get brutal, break out you fuckin poodle



[Chorus x0.75]
Get this song at:
bol.com
amazon.com

Copyrights:

Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: ?

Details:

Language: English

Share your thoughts

This form is protected by reCAPTCHA and the Google Privacy Policy and Terms of Service apply.

0 Comments found