[Verse 1:]
Yeah, Pippen on the assist,
I'm watchin' Jordan drop a double nickel on the Knicks,
That was ‘95, couple of us ain't live till '96,
Gangbangin', 'caine slangin' had us caught up in a twist.
We was middle school fools, life was rushin' past me,
Fresh up out Tolleston bus fightin' up at Pulaski,
Uncle hit me off with a zip, now I get some cash, G,
«Where will you get some money for Nikes?» my mama asked me.
I got it sellin' nickel bags,
Stress weed, million seeds, where the liquor at?
Mad Dog 20/20 kept a nigga loose,
Murder was the case except a niggas taste the gin and juice.
‘Cause then we gon' be ridin' on some bullshit,
Shoot up a nigga crib, that's some hood shit,
And I can give a fuck who in the house sleep,
Wakin' up the neighbors, shoot my trey-eight at the police, bitch!
[Hook:]
I got it sellin' nickel bags, bitch!
[Verse 2:]
Chillin' with a bitch,
Watchin' LeBron put up 56 on the Knicks
In 2005, police killed my nigga in 2006,
Only thing he losin' is his pension, ain't that ‘bout a bitch?
If I see that ho, I got a slug for ‘im,
I wanna kill him slow like I ain't got no love for ‘im,
I wanna torture and burn him, drag him to hell with me,
This for my nigga just lurkin', workin' that scale with me.
In these last days, on my last page,
Fuck a job, I'm whippin' this butter ‘cause crime pays,
In these last days, on my last page,
Fuck a job, I'm servin' these cluckers ‘cause crime pays.
I'm a lunatic by nature,
Yeah, kidnap a family for his paper,
Yeah, and if you make it through the day, bro,
Yeah, pray to God I ain't stank ya, bitch!
[Hook:]
I got it selling nickel bags, bitch!