9 zones he bought four, I front him 5 more 9 piece, straight 8 balls MJG bitch I got 8 balls 9 piece, straight 8 balls MJG bitch I got 8 balls [T.I -
ain't taking shit so therefore we'll fight them back we ain't waiting on the line for a 9 1 1 9 9 whatever man i ain't got time for all this nonsense
keep on my time sheet Catch a jukes hit with the biscuit for that 9 piece Already marketing plan it never my minds sleeps Lime green headphones, Jimmy I
hear the clip, don't think it's a seatbelt Think of 9mm think of .45's I get away with a bitch, I must let shorty drive I tell her keep it running, honk
floor seazzys Tonight they lost?, ask Walt Frazier We had a little bet, wouldn't say a vault breaker But watch your mouth, I'm not the best insult taker I
t nothin sweet like a kool-aid pack Bitches roll sweets as I lay back in the sweet Developin cavities cause revenge is sweet Everytime I rap I unwrap another piece
hood I couldn't snitch, shit I was saved Unless I was willing to pay That's why I wasn't willing to stay I could do bad by myself I ain't even have no
to die or have to kill, so I ain't guilty motherfucker Raise up off of my N-U-T's, cause you can't harm me Everlasting, I'm ever blasting I recking you
:] Don't Stop, Don't Stop, Don't Stop Keep Goin' Don't Stop, Don't Stop, Don't Stop Keep Goin' Don't Stop, Don't Stop, Don't Stop Keep Goin' Don't
chose I didn't say nothing at first I just turned up my nose She said, "What's wrong? This shirt cost $50" I said, "This shirt is whack and it's not
I talk him, I got my gun in my hand Don't think I'm crazy, cause I don't fear man Cause I feel when I kill a man, God won't understand I got a head full
together man, I got your number from Heather she said you sell guns, I got beef I wanna see what you got and if I like it I'll cop (Fifty) Damm nigga
talk and you're zip locked Bagging you up, and I don't mean Glad Stacking you up and I don't hear your mans laughing it up no more Running his mouth,
ya wife No, I ain't make threats on ya life Bitch, help me get my mind off this shit with an ounce I don't wanna see, I wanna feel you [Chorus x2]
handle Cunningham I don't wanna talk, I just wanna beef I don't want a piece, I want it all baby boy I don't wanna eat, I wanna feast up? rough piece
Fault, Huh I Don't Jump On The Track, I Pull Forward, I Got That S On My Chest I'm Suppost To Follow... [Chorus:] I Walk Around Like I Gotta S On My Chest I
and swallowed him up, Uh-huh. 19. A little piece of cornbread layin' on a shelf, Uh-huh, A little piece of cornbread layin' on a shelf, Uh-huh, A little piece