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Skinny n***a with a fat belly

Selling cheese straight off the BlackBerry

In the night I be chilling with a fly b***h

I was born broke but guarantee I die rich

Ugh, It′s that n***a with the crazy flow

Wish my niggas in the pen could hear me on the radio

These pagans want to hear that Nines got merked

No time to write bars, the line's clockwork

Armani′d off like it's my clothing line

Me and my n***a my streets, we put in overtime

Always burning cheese, I don't know the sober me

Off camera I was giving out O′s for free

They wanna see me quit

One day I be legit

Disappear out the hood on some genie s**t

Rappers want me to slow down but I just begun

5 bricks a day, I had a disgusting run

CR, CR, CR, CR

I′m about to make history

It's the G with more chains than Mr. T

Come through looking brighter than a Christmas tree

You came for trouble, I came for girls

But I still won′t hesitate to make it rain with shells

You see the neck? I've got to keep a Tec

Have a shot, make a n***a dive, Petr Cech

You know how much nights I bleached in the bush?

Feeling frass cos I mixed the cheese with the kush

I′m blowing up like dynamite

The flow be china white

I'm rhyming tight

I′m shining bright

I got all kinds of Nike's

My Air Forces' diamond white

I just grind at night

That′s why I hardly get time to write

I was only 13 when I sold a draw

Now I got more green than Bulbasaur

I′m about to cop a mansion far abroad

Hate to see s**t that I can't afford

CR, CR, CR, CR

Cheeks my grease when I see Police

Stone′s looking like shattered glass in the Jesus Piece

2010 I had a hella run

Saw my first 100 G's before I turned 21

Shit was slow when I first started to flip dro

Now the wrist glow like a ceiling in a disco

Louis Vuitton′s on my feet

Them Niggers OT got my songs on repeat

Feds got me on a double bell

I lost a couple bricks that's another L

New boo′s looking like a cover girl

If I ain't got the strally then the shank's on base

My bud′s green, with orange hair like Blanca′s face

While these niggers ride around in their, fake jewels

I just spent 1200 on some suede shoes

I can't see the time the way my, Rolley glow

I expect pay backs, but not guys that owe me dough

CR, CR, CR, CR

My nigaa just told you he did

Shall know your crew North, South, East, West

Lord help us support the thing you know

Them don know

CR de Nines – Letras & Covers