Adams released two albums under the stage name Dre Dog: The New Jim Jones in 1993 and I Hate You With a Passion in 1995. I Hate You With a Passion peaked at #79 on the Billboard Top R&B/Hip-Hop Albums chart and #3 on the Billboard Heatseekers chart. In 1998, Adams changed his then current stage name to Andre Nickatina, and released the albums Cocaine Raps and Raven in My Eyes, which were released independently under Dogday Records. Unlike his albums released under the name Dre Dog, Cocaine Raps had deeper production values. Raven in My Eyes was noted for emphasizing "sequencers and keyboards that buzz and whine" over live instrumentation, as reviewed by Todd S. Inoue of the news magazine Metroactive. That year, he founded his own record label, Fillmoe Coleman. Nickatina explained in an interview with Strivin magazine that his name change was "for the better" and that he raps because he feels that he is talented enough to do so but not for the sake of popularity.
Soon afterwards, his following three albums, Tears of a Clown (1999), Daiquiri Factory: Cocaine Raps, Vol. 2 and These R the Tales (both 2000) made him more well-known in the West Coast underground rap scene. Mosi Reeves of the San Francisco Bay Guardian noted Nickatina's popularity at a CD release party for another underground Bay Area rapper, Smoov-E; Reeves called Nickatina "a quick-witted rapper who spits as hard as Kurupt does". A combo CD/movie project, Conversation with a Devil, followed in 2003. Charlie Amter, a music critic for SF Weekly, regarded the film as a knockoff of the classic gangster movie Scarface. Nate Denver for the SF Bay Guardian praised the album, though. Another album, The Gift followed in 2005, when the newspaper SF Weekly named Nickatina the "Best Local Hip Hop Legend" of that year. In 2008, he released A Tale of Two Andres with Mac Dre. Although they released only two songs together, they were close friends and the album was a tribute to his memory.
Yeah
Andre Nickatina Lyrics
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Bring my benz out in the middle of a drought
I blow lye like its "God Bless Buddha"
It's sort of like the feelin' runnin' with a known shooter
Baby I'ma spit it to the limit, run into the abyss
You know its god number 7 on your top ten list
Its kamikaze, look into the eyes of a pisces
and Las Vegas talkin' shit is where you might find me
Get your cell phone you can picture every pose
Picture all the clothes, picture all the hoes
Picture the perfection when your money pile grows
You gotta crocodile style, I sport gators
They still might bite, so fresh with the flavor
Got Khan? Fillmore's number one sign
Steak, potatoes, garlic bread and some prawns!
(YEEEAAH) San Francisco baby
Fillmo' niggas try'na bring back the 80's, YEEEAAH
(Yeah money is the motto
and run around town like its Grand Theft Auto, Chicka-kahnn)
Wally on my hip, good weed in my mouth
Gangsta niggas in the whip, YEEEAAH
(Your not dealin with clowns
When you try to kick hop, watch your body shut down)
Yeah, nigga I'ma mothafuckin' fool
Trees for breakfast, eat brunch by noon
24 Davins, only showin the lip
The rest of the women, same color as the whip
Jump out and crack a nigga shit wide open
Jump back in the nickle with the barrel still smokin
Fillmore nigga, yeah bitch break bread
I don't want no pussy, I don't want no head
But you can get a sack of that purple stuff
Some gin and a bag of that Hillary Duff
I'ma pimp, trapped in a gangsta's body
I'm on dope and gonna fuck around and hurt somebody
On tuesday and thursday the ghost pull up
Then everybody runs, they'll fuck you up
I'ma shady ass nigga, man I ain't gon' lie
I just wanna sell dope, smoke weed and get high, you BITCH
(YEEEAAH) San Francisco baby
Fillmo' niggas try'na bring back the 80's, YEEEAAH
(Yeah money is the motto
and run around town like its Grand Theft Auto, Chicka-kahnn)
Wally on my hip, good weed in my mouth
Gangsta niggas in the whip, YEEEAAH
(Your not dealin with clowns
When you try to kick hop, watch your body shut down)
You might mistake me for Doug E. Fresh, the way I sport ballies
With my Slick Rick talk and my Slick Rick walk
I wear rings like the planet called Saturn
The money's movin' baby then your body is the pattern
You know I hide out like it's witness protection
Some people start to stare like a model car collection
You know it's like: twenty G's in a Jordan briefcase
My hood came up off the word "freebase"
Man the soul of a grammy runs through my body structure
My bottom ho cries, 'cause I never say I love her
It's a cold word, thats why I p-p-p-party
My lawyer is a sneaky motherfucker, very naughty
With hot lies, I hit Popeye's for hot fries
A real rap cat, talkin' 'til the sun rise
What's your astrology, and your biography
I talk a little bit to get you to follow me
I'm like the quality, you like the quanity
Fillmore born and ain't no apology
San Francisco baby
Fillmo' niggas try'na bring back the 80's, YEEEAAH
Wally on my hip, good weed in my mouth
Gangsta niggas in the whip, YEEEAAH
The lyrics to Andre Nickatina's song "Yeah" are filled with references to the singer's lifestyle and attitude. The song is characterized by a persistent beat and a confident delivery from Nickatina. The first verse describes the singer flexing his wealth and power, running his mouth and driving a luxurious car in the middle of a drought. He compares his skill in smoking weed to an act of worship ("God Bless Buddha") and boasts of his fearsome reputation ("It's sort of like the feelin' runnin' with a known shooter"). The second verse continues the theme of the singer living a dangerous and lavish lifestyle, with references to organized crime ("Kamikaze") and an idealized vision of accumulating money and possessions ("Picture the perfection when your money pile grows"). The third verse features Nickatina's trademark wordplay and boasts of his flashy style and his preference for drugs and partying.
Line by Line Meaning
Man, I'ma run my mouth and get your corporate account
I am not afraid to speak my mind and take advantage of your wealth
Bring my benz out in the middle of a drought
I am flaunting my luxury car despite the economic struggles around me
I blow lye like its 'God Bless Buddha'
I smoke marijuana heavily as a spiritual experience
It's sort of like the feelin' runnin' with a known shooter
The thrill of being around a dangerous person is similar to my lifestyle
Baby I'ma spit it to the limit, run into the abyss
I will push my limits and take risks without fear of the unknown
You know its god number 7 on your top ten list
I am confident in my ability and hold a high status in the rap community
Its kamikaze, look into the eyes of a pisces
I am fearless and unpredictable like a kamikaze pilot, born under the Pisces zodiac sign
and Las Vegas talkin' shit is where you might find me
I am not afraid of confrontation and may be found causing trouble in Las Vegas
Fillmo' down from the nose to the toes
I represent Fillmore district in San Francisco wholeheartedly
Get your cell phone you can picture every pose
I am comfortable with attention and love to be photographed
Picture all the clothes, picture all the hoes
Visualize my lavish lifestyle and the many women who desire me
Picture the perfection when your money pile grows
Life is perfect when you have a lot of money
You gotta crocodile style, I sport gators
I have a flashy fashion sense, wearing alligator shoes
They still might bite, so fresh with the flavor
Despite my flashy clothing, people may still see me as a dangerous person
Got Khan? Fillmore's number one sign
I represent Fillmore district with pride, as evidenced by my signature name 'Khan'
Steak, potatoes, garlic bread and some prawns!
I enjoy indulging in a luxurious meal
(YEEEAAH) San Francisco baby
Expressing pride for my hometown of San Francisco
Fillmo' niggas try'na bring back the 80's, YEEEAAH
I am part of a group of Fillmore district residents who want to revive the 80s era
(Yeah money is the motto
We value money and success above all else
and run around town like its Grand Theft Auto, Chicka-kahnn)
We act recklessly and without fear of consequences, similar to the actions in a video game
Wally on my hip, good weed in my mouth
I carry a weapon for protection and always have marijuana on hand
Gangsta niggas in the whip, YEEEAAH
I am surrounded by tough, street-smart individuals who support me
(Your not dealin with clowns
Do not underestimate me or the people around me
When you try to kick hop, watch your body shut down)
If you try to start trouble, you will face serious consequences
Yeah, nigga I'ma mothafuckin' fool
I am unapologetically reckless and foolish
Trees for breakfast, eat brunch by noon
Marijuana is a regular part of my daily routine
24 Davins, only showin the lip
I am driving a car with expensive wheels, only showing the part that matters
The rest of the women, same color as the whip
I surround myself with women who match the color of my car
Jump out and crack a nigga shit wide open
I am violent and quick to start fights
Jump back in the nickle with the barrel still smokin
I am not afraid of the consequences of my violent actions
Fillmore nigga, yeah bitch break bread
I am proud of my Fillmore district upbringing, and want others to respect me and my lifestyle
I don't want no pussy, I don't want no head
I am not interested in women, only in money and drugs
But you can get a sack of that purple stuff
I have access to high-quality marijuana and can supply others
Some gin and a bag of that Hillary Duff
In addition to marijuana, I can provide alcohol and other drugs
I'ma pimp, trapped in a gangsta's body
I have the personality of a pimp, but am involved in the gangster lifestyle
I'm on dope and gonna fuck around and hurt somebody
My drug use and violent tendencies could lead me to seriously harm others
On tuesday and thursday the ghost pull up
I am visited by mysterious individuals on certain days
Then everybody runs, they'll fuck you up
These individuals are so dangerous that everyone around them will run away
I'ma shady ass nigga, man I ain't gon' lie
I am untrustworthy and commit illegal activities regularly
I just wanna sell dope, smoke weed and get high, you BITCH
My only goals in life are to sell drugs and indulge in my vices
You might mistake me for Doug E. Fresh, the way I sport ballies
I have a similar fashion sense to Doug E. Fresh, wearing designer sneakers
With my Slick Rick talk and my Slick Rick walk
I have a smooth, confident way of talking and walking that is similar to rapper Slick Rick
I wear rings like the planet called Saturn
I wear many rings, similar to the rings on the planet Saturn
The money's movin' baby then your body is the pattern
Money is the most important thing, and everyone else falls into place around it
You know I hide out like it's witness protection
I stay hidden and avoid attention like someone in witness protection
Some people start to stare like a model car collection
My wealth and fashion sense draw attention from others
You know it's like: twenty G's in a Jordan briefcase
I carry large amounts of money in a Jordan brand briefcase
My hood came up off the word 'freebase'
My hometown's economy was built on the drug 'freebase'
Man the soul of a grammy runs through my body structure
I have the talent and skill of a Grammy award-winning musician
My bottom ho cries, 'cause I never say I love her
My girlfriend who is at the bottom of my hierarchy of women is upset because I never express love or affection towards her
It's a cold word, thats why I p-p-p-party
Life is cruel and harsh, which is why I party and indulge in my vices
My lawyer is a sneaky motherfucker, very naughty
My lawyer is untrustworthy and may not work in my best interest
With hot lies, I hit Popeye's for hot fries
I tell blatant lies and visit fast food restaurants for greasy food
A real rap cat, talkin' 'til the sun rise
I am a real rapper, and will continue to talk and rap until the sun comes up
What's your astrology, and your biography
I am interested in the astrological sign and personal history of those around me
I talk a little bit to get you to follow me
I use my charming personality to attract followers and supporters
I'm like the quality, you like the quanity
I value quality over quantity, but my fans may only care about the amount of material I produce
Fillmore born and ain't no apology
I am proud of my upbringing in Fillmore district and will not apologize for it
San Francisco baby
Proudly representing my hometown
Fillmo' niggas try'na bring back the 80's, YEEEAAH
I am part of a group of Fillmore district residents who want to revive the 80s era
Wally on my hip, good weed in my mouth
I carry a weapon for protection and always have marijuana on hand
Gangsta niggas in the whip, YEEEAAH
I am surrounded by tough, street-smart individuals who support me
(Your not dealin with clowns
Do not underestimate me or the people around me
When you try to kick hop, watch your body shut down)
If you try to start trouble, you will face serious consequences
Contributed by Arianna S. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Off-Screen Longo
i swear even just hearing this beat brings out the hyphy in me haha. this beat automatically gives me like 30% more energy hahah
Monica Espinoza
Trueee
Mookie Stewart
Bruh true nothing like a bay beat when we feel like gettin it 😂
Bergen Leigh
I’m from the Bay and showed this to my friends when I got to college in Indiana....spread hella fast. Love these old school slaps
Mookie Stewart
Lol I’m from the bay too (510 represent) and showed this to a bunch of my out of state friends in college. Before I knew it the entire campus had niki bumpin 😂
Alec Womack
This beat is spot on !!!
Austin Espinoza
I was in the trunk of a car leaving a party once and this song was slappin as we crashed lol
Mookie Stewart
Lmao that’s fucking dope!! Glad you’re ok though 🤣. Stay real G
mer
I used to have this on a burnt mix CD and would listen to it with my dad while he drove me to school. This & "Marijuana" by Kid Cudi were his faves 😂
MANUEL MERAZ
it's 2017 and this shit is timeless it never gets old