Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song CR , by - Nines. Song from the album From Church Rd. to Hollywood, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 29.12.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
CR |
| Skinny nigga with a fat belly |
| Selling cheese straight off the BlackBerry |
| In the night I be chilling with a fly bitch |
| I was born broke but guarantee I die rich |
| Ugh, It’s that nigga with the crazy flow |
| Wish my niggas in the pen could hear me on the radio |
| These pagans want to hear that Nines got merked, |
| No time to write bars, the line’s clockwork |
| Armani’d off like it’s my clothing line, |
| Me and my nigga my streets, we put in overtime |
| Always bunning cheese, I don’t know the sober me, |
| Off camera I was giving out O’s for free |
| They wanna see me quit |
| One day I be legit |
| Disappear out the hood on some genie shit |
| Rappers want me to slow down but I just begun |
| 5 bricks a day, I had a disgusting run |
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| I’m about to make history |
| It’s the G with more chains than Mr. T |
| Come through looking brighter than a Christmas tree |
| You came for trouble, I came for girls |
| But I still won’t hesitate to make it rain with shells |
| You see the neck? |
| I’ve got to keep a Tec |
| Have a shot, make a nigga dive, Petr Cech |
| You know how much nights I bleached in the bush? |
| Feeling frass cos I mixed the cheese with the kush |
| I’m blowing up like dynamite |
| The flow be china white |
| I’m rhyming tight |
| I’m shining bright |
| I got all kinds of Nikes |
| My Air Forces' diamond white |
| I just grind at night |
| That’s why I hardly get time to write |
| I was only 13 when I sold a draw |
| Now I got more green than Bulbasaur |
| I’m about to cop a mansion far abroad |
| Hate to see shit that I can’t afford |
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| Cheeks my grease when I see Police |
| Stone’s looking like shattered glass in the Jesus Piece |
| 2010 I had a hella run |
| Saw my first 100 G’s before I turned 21 |
| Shit was slow when I first started to flip dro |
| Now the wrist glow like a ceiling in a disco |
| Louis Vuitton’s on my feet |
| Them Niggers OT got my songs on repeat, |
| Feds got me on a double bell |
| I lost a couple bricks that’s another L |
| New boo’s looking like a cover girl |
| If I ain’t got the strally then the shank’s on base, |
| My bud’s green with orange hair like Blanca’s face |
| While these niggers ride around in their fake jewels |
| I just spent 1200 on some suede shoes |
| I can’t see the time the way my Rolley glow, |
| I expect pay backs, but not guys that owe me dough |
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| Don’t compare me to these rappers B |
| We on some BMF shit |
| Zino Records, Crimescene |
| Ice City Jewel |
| 1 Arda |
| Say nothing |