Lyrics Cerified North West G - Nines, Fatz

Cerified North West G

Why you wanna turn on me
Certified North West G
They said that money don’t grow on trees
But make P’zz Yeah
Why you wanna turn on me
Certified North West G
They said that money don’t grow on trees
But make P’zz Yeah
I make niggas wanna build a line
Killing’em the city’s mine
Running through these hoes like some ribbons on a finish line
Now imma kinect
When I finish trimming the crop my hands the same color as Shrek’s (Uh)
You niggas see the buzz spreading like a rumour
But I had a buzz when I threw seven to my jeweler
The buzz spreading like a rumour
But I had a buzz when I threw seven to my jeweler
Used to get sent shot now I run the block
Midnight I’d be whipping up since one o’clock
Last year I took a few losses
Still got 2010 money hidden in some shoe boxes
And all these niggas hate the way I ball
Every flip put some P behind the pain on the war (Uh)
In the night time my life’s like Charlie Sheens
Day time birds on me like Armani jeans
I pull strings but I don’t play guitars
Bout to live crazy large
Driveway with 80 cars
I need a DB9
Pepsi Blue
Penthouse in the sky where the jets in view
All you bandwagon niggas fall back
I’m treating every package like a doormat
Stacking P, Handing out pictures all day you’ll think I had a gallery
And I just got some new bitches
So my old girls invisible like Sue Richers I’ts Nines
Why you wanna turn on me
Certified North West G
They say that money don’t grow on trees
But make P’ss Yeah
Why you wanna turn on me
Certified North West G
They say that money don’t grow on trees
But make P’ss Yeah
Yeah, you wanna ride now
All you little dickheads better pipe down
Talk a bag of crud until you see the mandem wildout cause
Cah you know they take kindness for weakness
So I always got it just to leave man speechless
Now I’m swimming in a deep blue sea
Drop niggas then ask lord forgive me
Cause I will go and squeeze three
And air the whole scene out
Or I’ll punch niggas up giv’em straight beat downs
You know it’s Mister don’t give a fuck
Leave niggas laid out, Nothin can’t pick it up
So any time you say my name you know them bells ring
Got niggas straight shook, saying the approach him
I keep it loyal to them niggas cah the block built me
And any time I go court I plead not guilty
Cah I’m the nigga leaning out the side door
Screamin out Ice city boy then I Sky four
Burst quick, have a nigga looking like bird shit
Flatline Nothin can’t nurse it, swear
You know it’s Yung Capo spittin bare ether
Bitches on my dick, cah they see us with Tulisa
Guns on deck, when you see us do a one step
I set pace no time for a death threat
And ask Biggz ask Max manna will shutter
Big 45 coat pitch man proper
Why you wanna turn on me
Certified North West G
They say that money don’t grow on trees
But make P’ss Yeah
Why you wanna turn on me
Certified North West G
They say that money don’t grow on trees
But make P’ss Yeah