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rick ross - 9 piece lyrics

“9 piece”
(feat. t.i.)

[rick ross – chorus]
i’m smoking dope, i’m on my cell phone
i’m selling dope, straight off the iphone
he wanna quote, he talking 9 zones
he bought four, i front him 5 more

9 piece, straight 8 b-lls
mjg b-tch i got 8 b-lls
9 piece, straight 8 b-lls
mjg b-tch i got 8 b-lls

[rick ross – verse 1]
suave house, still independent
distribution mexican
he still sending
no contract, take my word
send a hundred packs b-tch
them my birds
shoe box, no shoes in ’em
in the two seater, me and two women
no def jam, went solo
took the custy’s prices solo

[rick ross – chorus]
i’m smoking dope, i’m on my cell phone
i’m selling dope, straight off the iphone
he wanna quote, he talking 9 zones
he bought four, i front him 5 more

9 piece, straight 8 b-lls
mjg b-tch i got 8 b-lls
9 piece, straight 8 b-lls
mjg b-tch i got 8 b-lls

[t.i. – verse 2]
it’s the king young gunna
hotter thana suana in the summer
n-gg- think i’m playing round if you wanna
bring the thunder and the lightening
like a sighting if you try me
on that wrren buffet sh-t
that monkey sh-t behind me
you want me square n-gg- you know where to find me
don’t call me on my cell
yopu tryna send a pimp to jail
if you buying 25 you can get it for the twelve
uncut, rocked up, got hand and pale yeah
hey let me send a little message to my enemies
you n-gg- get to telling have ’em buried ‘fore they sentence me
come to atl, hit any trap they remember me
billionaire swag with a dope boys energy

[rick ross – chorus]
i’m smoking dope, i’m on my cell phone
i’m selling dope, straight off the iphone
he wanna quote, he talking 9 zones
he bought four, i front him 5 more

9 piece, straight 8 b-lls
mjg b-tch i got 8 b-lls
9 piece, straight 8 b-lls
mjg b-tch i got 8 b-lls

[rick ross – verse 3]
soft white, i got that g-mix
i’m going gold, crumbs to the bricks
i’m on the road, lets buy some new whips
trick a hundred hoes
spend a few chips
9 piece, straight 8 b-lls
b-tch i’m blowing up like napalm
got your bottom b-tch going awol
n-gg-‘s looking at ya like you fell off
no sir, not me
i’m double platinum just like my ferrari
bullet proof, n-gg- teflon
why you snorting that
that sh-t stepped on

[rick ross – chorus]
i’m smoking dope, i’m on my cell phone
i’m selling dope, straight off the iphone
he wanna quote, he talking 9 zones
he bought four, i front him 5 more

9 piece, straight 8 b-lls
mjg b-tch i got 8 b-lls
9 piece, straight 8 b-lls
mjg b-tch i got 8 b-lls

- rick ross lyrics

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