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nines - lick shots lyrics

[verse 1: j man]
ay yo i gotta flip
been through alot of sh-t
it’s all politics
should of had the scholarship
but i was eating porridge ridge
couple n-ggers on my wing
peeling oranges
my lifestyle, i adopted this
on twitter you couldn’t follow this
it’s like a hollow tip my trap names anonymous
yo, i grind cuz something gotta give
i could bill a line and get it jumping like a horror flip
fresh from beating a drug case
zino 1 base, wipe the look off a thugs face n-gga
it’s church road that i’m reppin
on a james bond ting got 2 0’s and a 7
2 0’s gone by 7
now just came off the bench
kilo gets the lethal b, all i say is dench
flippin out in something french
got something for your inch chest
45’s, both sides like a bench press

[hook: fatz]
nines you know we run this block
i ain’t joking like chris rock
say the word and i’ll l1ck shots
them n-ggers know what time it is like a swiss watch
my n-gga say the word and then i l1ck shots

[verse 2: youngs teflon]
i’ve been on road since star burst was obul fruits
everybody knows tef i’m a local yute
i spent my teen years selling draws with [?]
my young ting be shooting in the air i call that pocahontas
i’m all green in this concrete jungle
running from columbo
used to wear umbro
now its double c chanel buckle where my gun go
spanish long nose, eric loud like dumbo
my ace [?] cuz i have the right to snort
we had a chemistry, and i call that [?]
and i don’t like [?] cuz i don’t like pork
i like loud sticks that sound like guy fawkes
hood chicks love me cuh i’m gangster but i’m cl-ssy
hood pr-cks know not to cross me, i’m a n-z-
storming through my ghetto [?], my squad narsty
all my clothes sarcy, blow my clip barcy

[verse 3: nines]
i just got a strap link for the smoothest p
nines in a box like you googled me
i’m coppin like 2 or 3
i need a tranzit with all this food coming
can’t catch me sliding with this ice it ain’t cool running
with all these bricks how can my stack go low
my piffs louder then a ratchet hoe
my wrist is hurting all these bricks i’m whipping
the prices are the lowest like mrs griffin
my yg called me asking if i had a q
i said you need it white or pink like majin buu
i need a sealer cuz all this weeds smelly
turn one into 3 when i’m tap dancing like gene kelly
i’m out here in the jungle like ant and dec
still flying birds cuz i ain’t got the mansion yet
f-ck the other side, all the man there are moist
fly guy take a chick just for banter like joyce its nines

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