Number 9
Dante Blak
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Number 9 Yeah I love when that check hit Number 9 And yeah I love how my neck drip Countin up count more Countin up count more No vest more raw No rest On war Number 9 Yeah I love when that check hit Number 9 And yeah I love how my neck drip Countin up count more Countin up count more No vest more raw No rest On war I don't ask for no favors Cuz they slide up later remember when I Want more than they ever gave So to get played man sheesh why would I Put myself in yo Mercy I'm in ya hands I already failed Don Blak see me slack? Can't read that I need it in brail How I'm coming Ba rum bum bummin What typa time you on I'm a quarter to somethin Meaning I'm always ready for a start Rolling up in a hemi in the dark See my creep evolve into a park Keep it on a leash till it need to bark Calm it down for a minute Gotta full mag so it's at a limit And a full bag like the paper printed Smartest in the room guilty of the gimmick They deliberated still I ain't acquitted Treat me like a scandal call it chappaquiddick That's the way I live & even when I'm livid Fake love I'll never take and never give it, get it Number 9 Yeah I love when that check hit Number 9 And yeah I love how my neck drip Countin up, count more Countin up, count more No vest- more raw No rest- On war Number 9 Yeah I love when that check hit Number 9 And yeah I love how my neck drip Countin up count more Countin up count more No vest more raw No rest On war They aim high Do it for the show I skate by Cuz I'm in the mode Just look wild If you wanna go Crew all slide Like we in the snow Skip the speech Keep the award Blak on Blak Lord of the north Breathe like Vader Using the force Betta come here Don't make me walk Don Blak Born Brooklyn LI stove I got it cooking Took a chance Only thing left a #3 hat where we looking Brownsville- bed Stuy Out here we on the south side Jackets only on cowhide Shots left I count five Somethin off who I gotta bribe Industry who I gotta rob In the street where I gotta ride Truth kills? Then I gotta lie If they slip then we gotta slide Farmingdale yeah we gotta fly Need pressure then I will apply After every job- I'm still alive Number 9 Yeah I love when that check hit Number 9 And yeah I love how my neck drip Countin up, count more Countin up, count more No vest- more raw No rest- On war Number 9 Yeah I love when that check hit Number 9 And yeah I love how my neck drip Countin up count more Countin up count more No vest more raw No rest All war
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