Brother Ali - Nine Double Em lyrics

rate me

[Hook]

(Rat-ta-tat, rat-ta-tat, rat-ta-tat, tatta rat-ta-ta-tatta to make his blood

splatter (4x)

[Verse 1]

You jackin me you go the wrong season

You got your piece I got my piece

And all I need now is a reason for me to start squeasin'

Matter fact, gimme your rings, watch, and yo house keys

And make it fast shorty, or I'ma put gun smoke up in the breeze

And I'm glad he ain't call my bluff cause I ain't really had my gat

It wouldn't of been nothing for him to peel back

My wig, he saw this piggy go wee-wee all the way home

To get my chrome cause now I got to lock some shots off in that dome (Why's that?)

Because my manhood has got to stay in pact

He can't just play me out in front of the ladies, that shit is wack

But now I got my gat back down in the downtown district

Dyin' to spill some gravy on this motherfucking biscuit

Seen him kicking it out on Nicklet like it was nothin'

Go around the block one more time and I swear to God I'm dumpin'

Looked over my shoulder knowin' time was any place

I jumped out the car, unloaded the nine up in his face!

With no feelin, peelin' out, tires all squeelin'

Adrenilen to my brain got me higher than the ceilin'

But people talk, I'll probly never get dissed again

And Minnesota got ten thousand lakes to dump the pistol in

[Chorus]

Oooh..

Wa-da-da-dang, wa-da-da-da-dang, listen to my nine millimeter go bang (Go Bang!) (4x)

[Verse 2]

I ran home quick, changed my clothes and dipped in my lady's transam

If they ask you where I am don't tell em shit

You ain't seen me or heard from me, she asked where I would go

I said you know I'ma go stay with grandma down in Chicago

I know how fast your car go, way up over a hundred

But I can't get caught speedin, I might be federally wanted

Man them cops be on it, I can't afford to get sloppy

Cause if I slip up at any single point yo they got me

So I rock the accelerator never greater than (???)

Thinking strictly about my journey, what I did still hasn't hit me

I touch down in the shy, grandma stay on southside

Just trying to get some rest after that eight hour drive

And Grandma surprised, but always happy to see me

So I'm kicked up at the rest playing Nintendo watching t.v

And believe me I know that I'm still on the run

But I'm happy that this part of the getaway is done

Cause I..

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[Verse 3]

Yo, it's kinda hard to live with what I did

Cause everytime I close my eyes all I see is me blasting that kid

But yo, I did exactly what I had to do

If that was him in my shoes he would of blasted me too

Besides, everybody's mamma cry sometime

And you know everyone gotta die sometime

And grandma said I had a cousin in Minnesota that I ain't even know about ya know

And just last week he got his brains blown out

And so his little funeral was being held today

I'm dressed in black Versacci and mad respect I payed

But whoever shot my cousin sure wet up that poor bastard

Cause the wake and the funeral was strictly closed casket

But yo, they had his picture on the program and oh damn

They had his picture on the program and oh damn

Starred at my cousin on that program and I couldn't even speak

That's the kid that I shot last week

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