P-Nut Butter Breakdown lyrics

1
Uh niggah roll the weed up
Kick ya feet up
Turn the beat up
Put ya heat up
Blow your chopper
I won't stop ya
It's like a playboy that's proper
Pineapple crush i lust like gun thrust
Tough as an elephant tusk that moves bus
Hyena style when i laugh and foul
Lyrics that ripple like the waves of the nile
P-nut butter breakdown jelly shakedown
Freeway fury when a tigah gotta make rounds
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2
My kenneth cole leather boots stay so polished
I keep money trick even tho i didn't go to college
Fillmoe gave me straight knowledge
So when i spit these raps
Man i drop em like hydraulics
But keep it on the down-low
Bustin like a full pound hoe
Nba live certified niggah kickin it live
Like 2 bullets that race thru the sky
Show me a hole i'ma run right thru it
Er camble, i ramble and gamble and scramble
The whole architect of this beat
Check this out u little ol freak

3
When i was 12
I was told by the big homie either you gone' mac
Or you gonna be a macaroni
Never fuck around on the field
Less u gone be on the field
Doin it for real
Last year was a real hot summer
I had three warrants
So they sent 2 bounty hunters
Sweatin like a gun runner
The gift i spit i bring sight like it's DU under
I don't give money to chickens
So freak stop trippin
When you see me politician
Like nixon
On suspension
Or probation
Investigation, word
Whether it's yo jiff or skippy's
P-nut butter bullets if u come and get me
Freak ur choosin ok i like that
Now get a kodiak and freak come right back
Nickatina rappin at a 100 degrees
That's money women and a gang of weed...E