Lirik Lagu Whutcha Want? Nine

Verse One:




I Gets Banned If I Do Gets Banned If I Don't



So Sometimes I Will And Sometimes I Won't



Puff Mad Stick Crack A Forty Down The Back



Sit Fat And Relax And Plan My Attack



Not The One To Test I Posess Mad Finesse



My Buddha Was Blessed One Bird In The Nest



Chills With My Peeps Steady Bouncing In Jeeps



On The New York Streets Hittin Urban Concrete



I'm The Man Untestable With The Extraterrestrial Flow



Fo'-fifty-fix Celo, Pop The Top Off The Forty Ounce Bottle



I'm Not The One To Follow, I'm Not The Role Model



Hollow Tips In My Clips Money Grip And My Glock



Only Spits When I React To The Bullshit



So Give Me Room To Breathe And Get Up Off DEEZ



And Save The Confessions For JEESuz



Plus I Don't Need To Hear No Sorrow



Eff It, The Sun Will Still Come Out Tomorrow



Long As I'm Breathing, Needing, Even Like Steven



Achieving, Gettin Some Cheese And



Representin Lovely, Boogie Down Bronx Major



With The Project Flavor, I Made Ya, Daze Ya



My Behavior Is Mad Ill If You Front



You Know What I Want!




Chorus:




(Whutcha Want Nine?) Fat Beats For My Rides



(So Whutcha Want Nine?) Mad Clips For My Nines



(So Whutcha Want Nine?) A Ill Posse



And My Name Up In Lights, N-I-N-E




Verse Two:




I'ma Let You Know How I Feel On The Real



I Pack Steel It's Like A Jungle Makes Me Wonder Where My Eel Is



Hits The Bricks Skips The Dog Shit Complete In My Cipher



Temper Like Rowdy Rowdy Piper, Hyper Like A Viper



I'ma Strike If I Got It Goin For The Jugular



Stretch You Like A Copper



Stoppah, Stoppah, But You Can't Stop Me



Just Clock Me, Just Watch Me Blow Up The Spot G



Came A Long Way From, Back In The Da
 

 
  Nine   Writed by Admin  3x     2024-12-23 13:08:40

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