Lyrics 9mm - Freddie Gibbs, G-Wiz, G.I. Fleezy

9mm

Wa Da Da Dang, Wa Da Da Da Da Dang
Listen to my 9 Millimeter go bang
Niggas hustle niggas murder for this dope and cocaine
If I’m out here doing bad I’m knocking down your door mane
Shit our scene might leave you terrified,
Thats why my 9 millimeter stay by my bedside
Got partners locked up up-state, some partners on fed time
Shoot first and ask questions later, boy you ain’t never dyin, ain’t never dyin
Wa Da Da dang, Wa Da Da Da Da Dang
Listen to my my 9 Millimeter go bang
How I take a niggas life like its all right, its so strange
Put your family in the trunk man its a very cold game,
Shit our scene might leave you terrified,
Thats why my 9 millimeter stay by my bedside
Got partners locked up up-state, some partners on fed time
Shoot first and ask questions later, boy you ain’t never dyin, ain’t never dyin
(Freddie Gibbs)
Wa Da Da Dang, Wa Da Da Da Da Dang
Listen to my 9 Millimeter go bang
(Freddie Gibbs)
Wa Da Da Dang, Wa Da Da Da Dang,
Listen to my 9 millimeter split your brain,
Bullets hit you and whistle past you,
Bitch niggas and the police harass you,
If you came up quick with a flip, hit a motherfuckin' lick how long will it
last you?
Lord rinse my soul clean,
I start my day off with Ocean Spray and promethazine
Used to roll them stogies get blowed and sprinkle shit in my green,
Straight thugged out dubbed out, had yo mama ride in that limousine,
that limousine
Nigga fuck all my enemies, bitch I’ll see yall in hell,
Better put 5 bullets in my dome, punk bitch I bail all is well,
Unzip that package its that Cali we can tell by the smell,
Got black ski masks, rob for practice, sell that shit by the barrel (Fo'sho)
That silence’ll make a whisper my sweet nine millimeter (?)
And I know these police is listenin' gotta throw away my Nokia
If you need me then chirp, money mackin and murder,
Black mask, black gloves, black shirt in the day light bitch I’m out here
workin'
(G.I. Fleezy)
My nigga we killas we ready for everything, trained for it all,
Play your position, object, and identify, when your time is called,
No wonder we only gonna do it the G way and kill em' all,
Cuz I don’t know no other way, and them bitches know my face, so I can’t wait,
let me get a taste, and I hate,
When niggas be actin like hoes, and bitches be actin the???
And I don’t give a fuck, have to open you up, two to the head and one to the gut
When I’m with my niggas we thinkin' bout crimes, droppin' dope out on these
lines,
Send em back up to get the next one, if I got a gun then somebody gon' cry
Yellin' bloody murder, froze, eyes closed fo' we hit the street
Could it be?
Motherfucker tryna play me shyfe off some jealousy,
Rapid fire hellishly, meet up with your maker, know that karma might catch up
to me, for what I did to get this paper,
Lord forgive me I’m red rum sippin grim reaper,
Drug smokin, magazine loadin, straight slammin and schemin,
Block boy, with a short barrel that’ll leave a nigga leakin',
Eyes on the muddy sparrow til we eatin' it’s the season to let it rain