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soufside dre - no 9 lyrics

[intro]
yeah
gang, gang
gang
yeah, yeah

[chorus]
big blunts, i stay high
thick sl+ts, and they bi
black trucks, how we ride
hit that n+gga with that nine
want smoke ’bout a b+tch, that n+gga gone die
im with lil karti’, he gon’ ride
i hit the bank, and then i slide
im ‘finna pour up the whole pint

[verse]
if i see me a opp, imma clutch on the stick
and go hop out the whip, like i’m jack in the box
drip in this b+tch, check out the fit
it’s a light day, so i don’t fl!ck
it’s a light day, so keep me like ten
f+ck that b+tch up in that benz
call that hoe, she got some friends
bring like three of them for my twin
i pray to the lord ’cause a youngin’ might sin
i’m on the next level, like i’m a new gen’
she archin’ her back while i’m breaking her friend
i’m sumn’ like a blender, i make the hoe spin
flex with these racks with kreep in a lamborghini
got the president tint, you can’t see me
tryna’ out grind me, you can’t so beat it
i’m the biggest star like the sun, call me phoenix
stompin’ on n+ggas who play wit’ the gang
f+cked on yo’ b+tch, and she tatted my name
don’t leave the house without fye’ or my flame
don’t leave the house without fye’ or my flame
stompin’ on n+ggas who play wit’ the gang
stompin’ on n+ggas who play wit’ the gang
f+cked on yo’ b+tch, and she tatted my name
if i get too mad, i crash out and bang
sit at the bar with the glock in my lap
f+ck security, came in wit’ the strap
big booty b+tch, she just sat in my lap
i ain’t just rappin’, this sh+t is no cap
remember the water, it used to be tap
now i eat steak with the napkin in lap
and they brought me lobster tail
high as f+ck i know i smell
[chorus]
big blunts, i stay high
thick sl+ts, and they bi
black trucks, how we ride
hit that n+gga with that nine
want smoke ’bout a b+tch, that n+gga gone die
im with lil karti’, he gon’ ride
i hit the bank, and then i slide
im ‘finna pour up the whole pint
big blunts, i stay high
thick sl+ts, and they bi
black trucks, how we ride
hit that n+gga with that nine
want smoke ’bout a b+tch, that n+gga gone die
im with lil karti’, he gon’ ride
i hit the bank, and then i slide
im ‘finna pour up the whole pint

poof his ass gone

- soufside dre lyrics

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