Lyrics:
Wake up and I see crime
All of us we on it's eat time
My homies love me yelling "Peace N9ne"
At the same time, throwing B signs
Throwing 'em back
dice with they feet
Think they got the funk, that one fool got stomped out
'Cause he's a mark with a gun
The nosy bitch up the street called 9
by me
Grab on the glock and the nine
Toting my nine by yo side when you Ride
Cause you like wine yea
Ion wanna waste yo time
Ion wanna waste yo time
hollow
I cave yo whole fuckin' chest in
My nigga young Lay
Hold it down
It's goin' down
Like Holyfield and Tyson
This is for them bitc ass hatas
I'm
not violate the camp, get shot down by chance
I'm real advanced with that cock and blast
Cause the feds wont look back, for cleaning cash
What cashes
they can't hold nun
Residential purchases investments
The whole nine
Level up n spread it wit my people
That's the whole grind
the north side of town with the gangsta frown
Evergreen niggas brought the clown cause we bull n shit
With the prophet posse and the whole fuckin triple six
as a rising storm in light fumes
High as a riser, eyes in a visor
Lines n lines, got lice n lighter
Likes n likes and a flickering Geiger
Mice and men and nine
them dog hoes that's a no no Amazon driver jump out Swiss cheese your 4 door Can't get yo own uber to the dick you a poe hoe She from the 9 I saved her
Yeah..
Fargo lil h**….
You know what the f*** it is n***** you know what’s going on with me…
I’m in his b**** Shout out to trapping corp by
close up with the Louisville Slugger
BGeezy is the hustla, ignorant motherfucker
I was taught how to bust heads by the best head busters
Cluckers, you
find da MC's by the jazz men
I don't tote guns I tote funds
While you still puzzled how my antidote runs
Your whole vocabulary's played out, admit it
an AK
Freedom got an AK
Got freedom got an AK
Freedom got an AK
Freedom is the road seldom traveled by
You better call nine, one, one
The nigga's
the Louisville Slugger
BGeezy is the hustla, ignorant motherfucker
I was taught how to bust heads by the best head busters
Cluckers, you know I got'em 2 for 1 my
every damn minute
I blend it, expands quick, it slams wicked rhymes
Grand spittage, H.A.M. with it, fam dig it's, N9ne
Chea! Hard to see me like
And them Nike kicks running your life
Your ambition been driven by them
Cars that you like i know some girls that's
Faster than Tech N9ne
Self esteem as low
Nothing Wernt the same
got a whole life can’t see it going down the drain
He got one little 9 he shut down blocks
He got a hella pain that he don’t rap
find da MC's by the jazz men
I don't tote guns I tote funds
While you still puzzled how my antidote runs
Your whole vocabulary's played out, admit it
I falls off into a party in the N.Y.C.
Niggaz lookin' at me strange but they lovin' my chain
Bang bang, same thang, game came when I left 'em
I do
Kick ass nigga come on
Yeah yeah Hit Squad Firing Squad
Nine eight shit
[Chorus]
No doubt no doubt
Do your thing do your thing
No
a time...
My whole life situation
Was being threatened by the sickness
Was living at the brink
Of my own troubled weak existence
Until God came through with
the barrel
Walking through ‘Gamo no Ferra
My homie cashed out on a whole other Rollie why the n**** still in the cell hoe
Pissy AP same color macaroni
I might
Once upon a time, not long ago
When gangstas rocked waves sold dope and sniffed lo'
There was a young G by the name of Shyne Poe
Puttin' it down,
wings and I'm flying away
Generous n given is how I remember but now it's just all for the taken
If you gotta do wrong by all any means I'd highly advise
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