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rick ross - 9 piece (original) lyrics

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[chorus]
i’m smoking dope, i’m on my cell phone
i’m selling dope, straight off the iphone
he want a 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

[verse 1: rick ross]
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 custies prices solo

[chorus]
i’m smoking dope, i’m on my cell phone
i’m selling dope, straight off the iphone
he want a 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

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

[chorus]
i’m smoking dope, i’m on my cell phone
i’m selling dope, straight off the iphone
he want a 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

[verse 3: rick ross]
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-gga’s looking at ya like you fell off
no sir, not me
i’m double platinum just like my ferrari
bullet proof, n-gga, teflon
why you snorting that, that sh-t stepped on

[chorus]
i’m smoking dope, i’m on my cell phone
i’m selling dope, straight off the iphone
he want a 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



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