I Got My Nine
演唱：RBL PosseI Got My Nine - RBL Posse
Its black c comin thru with the gat blastin
Im loced out behind the mask
Watchin the jacked cashier
Im greedy
Im takin it from the needy
Like a genie
Im disappearin in the cut
So he cant see me
My beenie is pulled so low
He cant identify me
I got 18 reasons incase he wanna try me
I keeps my glock cocked
I got to keep up my props
It dont stop
And if the table turns then i might get flopped
Then once again its up and down just like a basketball
Cause at the end of the soda just might add more
I wanna be a soldier on the block
But im hot
I gots to get the feta before i gets popped
I gots this cuban on the phone
Who wants to sell ya about 2 or 3 keys
Cause i told him i be buying deep
But oh sh*t
What if he pulls a lick
A trick
I gots to grab my sh*t before i split
Now im ready
Im ready to get the goods and go get him
Insteady hold the f**kin trigga in case he ready
And if he
I told him im gonna be bustin out the chevy
Insteady come through bustin like teddy
Cause all i wanna do is zoom a zoom zoom zoom
And a boom boom
Watchin niggas meet their f**kin doom
And ill be outty like that
Another day
Im rollin them up on the jack
Chorous
Its been a longtime since i used my nine
But you got yours cause i got mine
I think its bout time for a jack
Cause its the mister c ni**a
And the ni**a ni**a black
Its been a longtime since i used my nine
But you got yours cause i got mine
I think its bout time for a jack
Cause its the mister c ni**a
And the ni**a ni**a black
Aw sh*t
They done open the door and let me in for 93
Now i gotta come crazy
Cause im hazy
From all the dank that i be smokin
I guess endo was a ****
Cause it always got hoes chokin
Not tlc but my hats to the back
Carwright coat with my rbl patch
And um
We still doin this sh*t
Niggers played out bammer w**d
And thought that was all it
So we dug in a hamper for some funk
And got some dead body funk
Now thats some funk for the f**kin trunk
And mother f**k all the static
I gotta be like a car
Break niggas off automatic
Cause niggas tend to be a hassle
Purpin like they got juice
But aint got no snapple
So asshole
Heres a big **** for ya
Quit fakin little booger
Fore i pick on ya
And for niggas jackin niggas like some b**ches
Mr c is jackin niggas leavin jackin niggas without they f**kin riches and um
If you run
I murk you from the back
Have you seein cs not gs
And then black
Try not to get stuck
Im not a reebok employee
But boy i got plenty pumps
And i wont be sendin chills through your spine
Just hollow point chips from my mother f**kin nine
Its been a longtime since i used my nine
But you got yours cause i got mine
I think its bout time for a jack
Cause its the mister c ni**a
And the ni**a ni**a black
Its been a longtime since i used my nine
But you got yours cause i got mine
I think its bout time for a jack
Cause its the mister c ni**a
And the ni**a ni**a black
I plottin on this ni**a i been watchin every f**kin day
Binoculars on the coner watchin every f**kin move he makes
Now how should i come at him
With a jack or a kidnap
Or run up in his house with my mac
And had him mouse trapped
Ill hit his a** tonight
I know hell have his shipment
This nigger coppin 10 cakes
He gonna have a sh*t fit
Im lookin at my watch
Its 830 on the dot
Here he comes now
Stunin in the 50 drop
We stalked his sh*t
And parked it in the cut so he cant see me
Im puttin daviss on and black ski gloves and beenie
We jumped out the 50
Scattered duffelbags and breifcase
I walked to the front door and opened up the main gate
I creeped behind his back
He cant believe a loaded mac
I just want the stack
He bout to get his mask cracked
I stepped up to his house
Is anybody in here
I dint hear a damn thing
I tied him to a f**kin chair
Then reached for the duffelbag and saw that it was ten cakes
Now i grabbed the loot it was stashed inside the breifcase
A nine millimil a mac and 50 gs
And now i hesitated with the mac and the safe keys
So now im on the roll i hit the safe for a million
An og baller like this i gots to kill him
Thinkin i should burn this little spot to a prison
A menace to society leavin no evidence
Its been a longtime since i used my nine
But you got yours cause i got mine
I think its bout time for a jack
Cause its the mister c ni**a
And the ni**a ni**a black
Its been a longtime since i used my nine
But you got yours cause i got mine
I think its bout time for a jack
Cause its the mister c ni**a
And the ni**a ni**a black
Some niggas is cranked out danked out others might be dranked out
But f**kin with me thou you gotta get banked out
Always throwin up peace but you like me in the least
So let the b******t cease
Or when i jack with my backpack look for the fat gat cause i might pull your f**kin cap back
But oh no we dont want that
Cause the pos already tryin to catch a ni**a with a sack a crack
So then i take em to the vilian on the under
Tapein it up to your chest then i talk with no blunders
Cause then ill be sent back
Probably play with 25 to live with no mother f**kin slack
Somewhere on the chill
Hoping i dont get stuck with a piece of steel
But i gotta go out like a soldier
And keep treatin niggas like fences im gettin over
Like rover
So bow wow yip e yay
He aint a dike but i got one from the frisco bay
Keep on jackin or you know it dont stop
I got the hardware on the h and r block
Cause comin up to me is real
Ill either jack mother goose or jack for that b**ch named jill
Its like real i let my fingers do the readin
Robbing niggas blind and poppin em with my nina
Its been a longtime since i used my nine
But you got yours cause i got mine
I think its bout time for a jack
Cause its the mister c ni**a
And the ni**a ni**a black
Its been a longtime since i used my nine
But you got yours cause i got mine
I think its bout time for a jack
Cause its the mister c ni**a
And the ni**a ni**a black
Its been a longtime since i used my nine
But you got yours cause i got mine
I think its bout time for a jack
Cause its the mister c ni**a
And the ni**a ni**a black
Its been a longtime since i used my nine
But you got yours cause i got mine
I think its bout time for a jack
Cause its the mister c ni**a
And the ni**a ni**a black
Its black c comin thru with the gat blastin
Im loced out behind the mask
Watchin the jacked cashier
Im greedy
Im takin it from the needy
Like a genie
Im disappearin in the cut
So he cant see me
My beenie is pulled so low
He cant identify me
I got 18 reasons incase he wanna try me
I keeps my glock cocked
I got to keep up my props
It dont stop
And if the table turns then i might get flopped
Then once again its up and down just like a basketball
Cause at the end of the soda just might add more
I wanna be a soldier on the block
But im hot
I gots to get the feta before i gets popped
I gots this cuban on the phone
Who wants to sell ya about 2 or 3 keys
Cause i told him i be buying deep
But oh sh*t
What if he pulls a lick
A trick
I gots to grab my sh*t before i split
Now im ready
Im ready to get the goods and go get him
Insteady hold the f**kin trigga in case he ready
And if he
I told him im gonna be bustin out the chevy
Insteady come through bustin like teddy
Cause all i wanna do is zoom a zoom zoom zoom
And a boom boom
Watchin niggas meet their f**kin doom
And ill be outty like that
Another day
Im rollin them up on the jack
Chorous
Its been a longtime since i used my nine
But you got yours cause i got mine
I think its bout time for a jack
Cause its the mister c ni**a
And the ni**a ni**a black
Its been a longtime since i used my nine
But you got yours cause i got mine
I think its bout time for a jack
Cause its the mister c ni**a
And the ni**a ni**a black
Aw sh*t
They done open the door and let me in for 93
Now i gotta come crazy
Cause im hazy
From all the dank that i be smokin
I guess endo was a ****
Cause it always got hoes chokin
Not tlc but my hats to the back
Carwright coat with my rbl patch
And um
We still doin this sh*t
Niggers played out bammer w**d
And thought that was all it
So we dug in a hamper for some funk
And got some dead body funk
Now thats some funk for the f**kin trunk
And mother f**k all the static
I gotta be like a car
Break niggas off automatic
Cause niggas tend to be a hassle
Purpin like they got juice
But aint got no snapple
So asshole
Heres a big **** for ya
Quit fakin little booger
Fore i pick on ya
And for niggas jackin niggas like some b**ches
Mr c is jackin niggas leavin jackin niggas without they f**kin riches and um
If you run
I murk you from the back
Have you seein cs not gs
And then black
Try not to get stuck
Im not a reebok employee
But boy i got plenty pumps
And i wont be sendin chills through your spine
Just hollow point chips from my mother f**kin nine
Its been a longtime since i used my nine
But you got yours cause i got mine
I think its bout time for a jack
Cause its the mister c ni**a
And the ni**a ni**a black
Its been a longtime since i used my nine
But you got yours cause i got mine
I think its bout time for a jack
Cause its the mister c ni**a
And the ni**a ni**a black
I plottin on this ni**a i been watchin every f**kin day
Binoculars on the coner watchin every f**kin move he makes
Now how should i come at him
With a jack or a kidnap
Or run up in his house with my mac
And had him mouse trapped
Ill hit his a** tonight
I know hell have his shipment
This nigger coppin 10 cakes
He gonna have a sh*t fit
Im lookin at my watch
Its 830 on the dot
Here he comes now
Stunin in the 50 drop
We stalked his sh*t
And parked it in the cut so he cant see me
Im puttin daviss on and black ski gloves and beenie
We jumped out the 50
Scattered duffelbags and breifcase
I walked to the front door and opened up the main gate
I creeped behind his back
He cant believe a loaded mac
I just want the stack
He bout to get his mask cracked
I stepped up to his house
Is anybody in here
I dint hear a damn thing
I tied him to a f**kin chair
Then reached for the duffelbag and saw that it was ten cakes
Now i grabbed the loot it was stashed inside the breifcase
A nine millimil a mac and 50 gs
And now i hesitated with the mac and the safe keys
So now im on the roll i hit the safe for a million
An og baller like this i gots to kill him
Thinkin i should burn this little spot to a prison
A menace to society leavin no evidence
Its been a longtime since i used my nine
But you got yours cause i got mine
I think its bout time for a jack
Cause its the mister c ni**a
And the ni**a ni**a black
Its been a longtime since i used my nine
But you got yours cause i got mine
I think its bout time for a jack
Cause its the mister c ni**a
And the ni**a ni**a black
Some niggas is cranked out danked out others might be dranked out
But f**kin with me thou you gotta get banked out
Always throwin up peace but you like me in the least
So let the b******t cease
Or when i jack with my backpack look for the fat gat cause i might pull your f**kin cap back
But oh no we dont want that
Cause the pos already tryin to catch a ni**a with a sack a crack
So then i take em to the vilian on the under
Tapein it up to your chest then i talk with no blunders
Cause then ill be sent back
Probably play with 25 to live with no mother f**kin slack
Somewhere on the chill
Hoping i dont get stuck with a piece of steel
But i gotta go out like a soldier
And keep treatin niggas like fences im gettin over
Like rover
So bow wow yip e yay
He aint a dike but i got one from the frisco bay
Keep on jackin or you know it dont stop
I got the hardware on the h and r block
Cause comin up to me is real
Ill either jack mother goose or jack for that b**ch named jill
Its like real i let my fingers do the readin
Robbing niggas blind and poppin em with my nina
Its been a longtime since i used my nine
But you got yours cause i got mine
I think its bout time for a jack
Cause its the mister c ni**a
And the ni**a ni**a black
Its been a longtime since i used my nine
But you got yours cause i got mine
I think its bout time for a jack
Cause its the mister c ni**a
And the ni**a ni**a black
Its been a longtime since i used my nine
But you got yours cause i got mine
I think its bout time for a jack
Cause its the mister c ni**a
And the ni**a ni**a black
Its been a longtime since i used my nine
But you got yours cause i got mine
I think its bout time for a jack
Cause its the mister c ni**a
And the ni**a ni**a black