9inety 8ights - homerton2holly lyrics
[intro: v9]
x10
m1onthebeat
bow
some 98 sh+t
free the guys
r.i.p. the guys
f+ck the opps
mmm
ay come ‘ere
[verse 1: jimmy]
racks on this blower (brr)
ain’t that jakes in my rear view?
on smoke, sh+t let me keep my composure (sh+t)
jakes on my boys for drillings and stuff
f+ck gotta switch this motor (switch that)
i might have to switch my pattern
can’t stop trappin’
waze for the map it’s waps for the madness (bow)
still get it gone if it’s average could’ve been early when the mandem ran in (run ups)
big whips for the crashin’, could end up flattened (flattened)
big batty gyal are bruckin’ it up, i might have to leave my handprint
could get that call when it’s time for duty
rapid response for gang ain’t campers (no way)
[verse 2: stally]
who done it? was it 9 or the 8? (which one?)
who’s got a problem come out let’s play (let’s go)
i’m settin’ it straight, light up blocks i want tents and tape (bow bow)
whole slugs get rubbed if you’re slippin’, fill up the ride let’s go on a mission
get bun if you’re dissin’ i insert blades watch blood start spillin’ (ching ching)
spin round with that mop, i ain’t happy till someone’s shot (bow bow)
real life no myths i ain’t leaving there till my mash is hot (real life)
my days either going two ways, i’m making money or i’m onto the opps (d+ckheads)
we drillin’ them straight, don’t get caught get put in a box
[verse 3: da]
nine eight we approaching victory (gang)
get done out the cage but you wanna play ball we’re attackin’ it all tryna cause them a injury still take trips on the pavement slippery (skrr)
homegirl asked why do i live so risky i take long trips and she miss me (sorry boo)
get a ding dong rollin’ put it in motion (bow bow bow)
the rest is history
new tints and plates slap them on the suv, run up the mileage (run it up)
bring smoke to the dance but you’re peacefully vibing, t++th come in different sizes (big one)
bg let it go if i set it respec’ it, the beef ting gets expensive
money man mek ‘nuff money man spending
no way it’s ending
[verse 4: hitman]
beef on tops no way it’s ending (never)
put plates on the dings and step any opps on sight hold a sh+lling (get sh+ll up)
i watched bro jump out and chef it i should’ve assisted
i watched his friends all run off and left him question their friendship (pr+cks)
run man down love run into shops dun know so the corn ain’t bending
lethal weapon kicks like tekken (bow)
dessie love rev up the engine (yo)
they see the opps and bent it (ah)
see the opps in cars straight gas man press it (skrrt skrrt)
no tints on the dings, it gets ments (it’s hot)
the feds really got our attention dessie done press on gas and left them
[verse 5: mazza]
fill it to the brim and bang it, 9 or 8 come get this tanning (gang)
involved in streets babe hold this heat this phone line beat no time for hanging (brr)
only hs 8 my heart
we stay ganging get yourself chinged that’s paint on a canvas make the re’ up i’m back from a madness
bally on how they know it’s me?
sticks are low, smoke is free
tint this dings we’re rollin’ deep
white t string vest turn holy b (ching that)
opps ain’t out can’t blame them roads are peak
hang ‘round them that’s a&e
sn+tch man’s soul man play for keeps (bow bow)
[verse 6: ko]
we ain’t problem sorters step with a wap or borer no peace (none)
we ain’t bringing blocks together like mortar (no way)
if i ever get bagged and i’m slam gotta hope that it’s soon i land, like i’m surrounded by water (free up free up)
they want me in court for a+
when i step we around for a slaughter (that’s dead)
gang’s on the prowl and you’re found, get put down it’s bound cah the gang too lawless (get ‘em down)
bro don’t use his head he’ll use his chest why the gang so thoughtless? (don’t think)
get caught on the lack need more than a patch, suffer off a stab not baldness (you know)
i’m comfy on my block opps cautious (they know)
most opps fans it’s awkward
[verse 7: billy billions]
98 we official
break the brick with a chisel (buss it)
this is not a normal pistol (no way)
this a spinner with a whistle (tally)
all the trappers accept me (they really do)
all the drillers respect me (they really do)
if i’m lying correct me
but you could never disrespect me (gang)
[outro: billy billions]
cocaina caucasian brought her back from vacation
before i f+cked with the turks, got the bobs off the asians
had to learn to be patient, smashed bricks on the pavement
jail time had to face it, wolverine with the razors
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