Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Cerified North West G , by - Nines. Song from the album Gone Till November, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 03.07.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
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 |