9 nicks, 9 dimes
<br /><br />1 verse, 9 lines
<br /><br />2 hearses, find mine
<br /><br />Talkin shyt you gon end up in tha times
<br /><br />Houston Chronicle
<br /><br />Im bulidin up an army, bionicle
<br /><br />Cuz im so bionic
<br /><br />Hooked on that phonics, OOPS, I ment chronic
<br /><br />Always and forever, forever and a day
<br /><br />I wanted her forever, now im in a daze
<br /><br />I don’t know wut im doin, or even if I must
<br /><br />Listen to these words ima man that you can trust
<br /><br />Anything you need for a price, I let the shots off
<br /><br />Contained in the doghouse, lemme rip the top off
<br /><br />Ladies be lyke champagne, letting tops pop off
<br /><br />Damn thas too explicit, x-rated
<br /><br />Thas new shyt, yours old lyke the text faded
<br /><br />Lookin at ma skin make a lot of niggas doubt me
<br /><br />Talkin all they shyt but they don’t know shyt about me
<br /><br />This is for the haters, hoes, and bitch-made niggas
<br /><br />Back in Cali, we call em ditch grave diggas
<br /><br />Ima West Coast rider, East side Compton
<br /><br />Ridin that impala, get the ride hoppin
<br /><br />Ma pop got that bitch candy Crip blue
<br /><br />Oh shyt, D’s here, everyone yell, SUH-WOOP!
<br /><br />Got us all clownin around, str8 shyt talkin
<br /><br />Clownin on D standin still, the rest of us Crip walkin
<br /><br />Black, blue, green, tha shyt you aint seen
<br /><br />Red dot on ya brain cuz ma pistol got a beam
<br /><br />I aint Martin Luther King, but ima die for ma dream
<br /><br />Damn all that lean got a nigga leanin
<br /><br />You better than me, you must be dreamin…
by nyne
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