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lirik lagu most hated man in frisco – andre nickatina

(dre dog whispering is in parentheses)
ooh, here comes the sickest and the illest of them all
(what’s your name boy) they call me dre dog
the c-ke snortin, chewy smokin reverend in black (yeah)
just because you know my name fool, i don’t have your back
but put some pep in your step and get the f-ck on
before i have hen flashbacks and get my f-ck on
but a lot of motherf-ckers seem to think i’m satanic
(why?) but makin sick sh-t from the mind is automatic (hahaha)
grab a motherf-cker is my motherf-ckin thang
and i slang these thangs like cocaine (i slang em)
and muslims hate me but i don’t know why (i don’t either)
is it because i say f-ck you and your bean pies?
and no, i don’t want no final call
i smoke skunk and still say man to all
cause i’m the butcher, the baker, the candlestick maker
mo money, mo money, it’s the black jim bakker
take naps in a coffin, sleep in a body bag
only paper that i like is money or zig-zags
rolled a blunt for that fool i didn’t know (he didn’t know)
dre dog get his amp from the lord indo
n-gg- do it, n-gg- good, do it for a ho
i got an axe to open up your chest just like a front door
an axe to open up your back just like a back door (back door)
and money for the cents i got the best indo
cause i never was a kid, my heart was too cold
when i came out my momma’s p-ssy i was 12 years old (hahaha)
with long fingernails for the cocaine (long fingernails)
rough -ss hands for the skull rings (skull rings)
potent -ss dank for a f-ck ring
and some sucka free n-gg-s when i gang bang
so kneel down and bow to the sick one
i’ll have the devil coming out your d-mn eardrums (eardrums)
and when you see him say my name fool, don’t scream
so cut your d-ck you punk b-tch it was a wet dream (haha)
[f-ck you, dre dog, you ain’t sh-t] but i snort caine and it gets me ripped
[f-ck you, dre dog, you ain’t sh-t] but i smoke blunts and it gets me bent
[f-ck you, dre dog, you ain’t sh-t] yeah, but i snort caine and it gets me
[f-ck you, dre dog, you ain’t sh-t] but i smoke blunts and it gets me bent
i should buy a cemetery and get much bigger (why?)
and make money off you dead -ss n-gg-s (hahahaha)
but fool you don’t hear me (what?), n-gg-s fear me (why?)
but they wanna get near me (who are you?)
the six five devil’s son, (who?) i said the devil’s son (who?)
can you find a more wicked one? (no)
that can creep through the night like a wicked witch
smokin ty stick (what?), on a broomstick (yeah)
because a n-gg- like me like to shake right
now watch me jack off by your mother’s gravesite (did you know her?)
because i knew her, and i f-cked her, and i missed the c-ck (uhhhh)
but here’s a pipe without the knife on how i rip shop
the most hated man in frisco’s in your brain now
smokin chewy, you got me sick but im insane now
so give me body like latifah and i might beat cha (everybody)
with my beanie on i look just like the grim reaper (hahahaha)
pony tail, saggy pants, bulletproof vest (what?)
like an alien, dre dog is coming through your chest (through your chest)
i’m not a cat, i don’t scratch, i got long nails (meow)
i’m a pisces but i’d rather be a killa whale (killa whale)
don’t turn your back, look how you act when i come to town (frisco)
praise my name, kiss my ring, now bow down
now don’t you know my voice is good for f-ckin’ up your stereo (yeah)
now dre dog account for cash, whoop that -ss
make the blast, (hahahaha) with a sinister laugh
[f-ck you, dre dog, you ain’t sh-t] but i snort caine and it gets me ripped
[f-ck you, dre dog, you ain’t sh-t] but i smoke blunts and it gets me bent
[f-ck you, dre dog, you ain’t sh-t] but i snort caine, i snort caine
[f-ck you, dre dog, you ain’t sh-t] fire up the blunts n-gg-, i’m ghost

- andre nickatina

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