ssgkobe – no. 9 lyrics
[chorus]
aim my bullets, hit your noggin, n+gga, is you feelin’ down?
and you say you getting money, f+ckin’ b+tches, why you lie?
and this choppa on my side, it get to bussin’, fourth july
and my baby think i’m cheating ’cause these hoes be on my line
man, i used to rock the calvin, now i’m rocking number (n)ine
got a new patek, bust down, i can tell the time
and i’m spittin’ all these bars like a n+gga doin’ time
that’s my brother, that’s my brother, you know that’s my f+ckin’ slime
aim my bullets, hit your noggin, n+gga, is you feelin’ down?
and you say you getting money, f+ckin’ b+tches, why you lie?
and this choppa on my side, it get to bussin’, fourth july
and my baby think i’m cheating ’cause these hoes be on my line
man, i used to rock the calvin, now i’m rocking number (n)ine
got a new patek, bust down, i can tell the time
and i’m spittin’ all these bars like a n+gga doin’ time
that’s my brother, that’s my brother, you know that’s my f+ckin’ slime
(slatt)
[verse]
heh, run up on me, i don’t think you want none (nah, nah, nah, nah)
n+gga want some smoke, get the glizzy, i don’t know (graaa)
and my brodie get the clips long, anaconda (grrr)
i don’t do the tough drugs, just do marijuana (tough drugs)
when you get a lot of money go where you wanna
baby, i’m not good for your life, man, i swear, i wander
i be getting to the green, pour the pink, wanda
if you not talkin’ ’bout money it’s not in my genre
radadada, man you know that’s in my synonym
i remember when you hated, now i can’t be friends with him
[chorus]
aim my bullets, hit your noggin, n+gga, is you feelin’ down?
and you say you getting money, f+ckin’ b+tches, why you lie?
and this choppa on my side, it get to bussin’, fourth july
and my baby think i’m cheating ’cause these hoes be on my line
man, i used to rock the calvin, now i’m rocking number (n)ine
got a new patek, bust down, i can tell the time
and i’m spittin’ all these bars like a n+gga doin’ time
that’s my brother, that’s my brother, you know that’s my f+ckin’ slime
aim my bullets, hit your noggin, n+gga, is you feelin’ down?
and you say you getting money, f+ckin’ b+tches, why you lie?
and this choppa on my side, it get to bussin’, fourth july
and my baby think i’m cheating ’cause these hoes be on my line
man, i used to rock the calvin, now i’m rocking number (n)ine
got a new patek, bust down, i can tell the time
and i’m spittin’ all these bars like a n+gga doin’ time
that’s my brother, that’s my brother, you know that’s my f+ckin’ slime
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