9 Lives

my niggas a we so ready a double that mode gunshot dat pulling dat them chromes all up on that foes nigga let's see how many lives you got like a cat land on yo toes man of many styles Master a couple y'all duck n hide reside in the bubble I'll be on the grind confined to the hustle yall talk a lot people need a muzzle everyday above the ground a struggle Winter wind make thick skin jealous man make dead men ink pen my best friend should I go get money or should I go get revenge should I get a Mac 11 or a 9 and saw down the PIN it's a lot that I want to say but I can't speak it into existence my speech is powerful influence you to do some shit and my shotty spit hot ones it a knock bones out of ligaments and my ninjas packing llamas lacking a lot of common sense these niggas tripping on my flow this shit just common spit grey n blue versus Black and yellow and red and blue we just strings on geppetto a double that mode gunshot dat pulling dat them chromes all up on that foes nigga let's see how many lives you got like a cat land on yo toes grimmlock bitch im a problem nigga like me a Marksmen that ain't no laser pointer homie you're a Target grim reaper right beside me riding shotgun you're a Gonner on my shotty shit dem marked for death dem one to the leg and two to the chest men i want em dead blow dead men tell no tales a double that mode gunshot dat pulling dat them chromes all up on that foes nigga let's see how many lives you got like a cat land on yo toes