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9th street - uzi vert lyrics

[verse 1: soze}

pull up with a uzi vert, now watch a lil’ uzi burst
see opps and these n-gg-s disperse, see feds then i gotta divert
everybody pushin’ on b-ttons, n90 pushin’ ’em first
and everybody think they’re bad, but they know that the 9 boys work
just seen jigga jay and i’m doin’ up skrr
just seen me an opp, jump out on burst
i got peng tings lifting up skirts
young boy just said he can’t work so i put my air max on and work
b-tch, your 2 outta 10, stop shaking your -ss, go back to your friend
on opp block like ‘h-llo again’, lifestyle bankrolls, f-cks n skengz
9 boys got the drops on the opps, but the opps dem singing like boyz ii men
just jumped out on the mains, now i’m running down boys and men
jump off peds, aim at heads, reload then do it again
tryna be paid in full like mitch, can’t lie that was a good film
but instead i’m stuck on the opp block wit 90 doin’ even better drills
ot living thats tracksuit, bankrolls, whitney, bobby and hills
i don’t do ticks, take a look at these deals
catch opps and they’re tryna cut deals
would’ve thought that they sat behind tesco tills
n-gg-s all fake when i turn up sh-t gets real
ot walkin’ up the wickedest hill
got deals like william hill
scoring points, feel like shaquille o’neal

[verse 2: rzo munna]

they say making money is boring
[?] so my life is sh-t
got me feelin’ like n90 for the wap with wife and kids
if they’re ain’t money in the ends, they trips
scared money don’t make no jibs
i went and put money on a ee sim, they still askin’ how i do it like this
i put my ten toes in some run down kicks
i get a thrill when i run down kids
let’s be real, n9 bags it quick
got him feelin’ like soze, corn for the lead
aim at his head and he will not miss
the opp boys know they ain’t on p-ss
dumb dot, eat this, the game is mine like c biz
if were all in the fields wit your readies, big boy swords, samurais and ‘chetes
they tell me my field game tekky, i been in the field like terry
opp struggle to score like heskey
i need me a balon d’or just like messi
i really been a player of the year, bruk down gear
my trap line kick just like jet li

[verse 3: n90]

guess who it is, n9 in the banger
where the f-cks hannah, i need all me hammers
man done stage, dons like jagger
lightskin walked into the 9, but i give her 8 like mata
man see feds, i scatter
bro on the wing like hazard
i can’t chill in front of the wagon
i’m way too hot for the p-sse
so i stay at the back like matic
bro likes to deal with them dottys
i like to deal with them hand tings
man do drills, then vanish
just stepped in the banger wit tookie
tryna make funds out the bookie
stuck in the trap wit’ the srubby
got all of this b like i’m honey
you want all these girls i want money
on the block yeah we heard there was undies
first window we see, then we jumpy
i swear that we k!ll, got a russian
in the german, but i’m with a russian (x2)

- 9th street lyrics

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