Royce Da 5'9" - Nickel Nine Is... lyrics

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Uhh-uhh uhh uhh, yeah homeboy

Two gangstas, whattup Smut Peddlers?

My man Milo, yeah yeah yeah

Whattup Ruckus? We gangstas, yeah

Niggaz don't know me, call me heat

That's all you know is these verses, these names

Nigga nigga nigga

Nickel Nine is - me, not, them

This is - him, not, they

Royce, Reef, double, R

Beef is close but trouble's, far

Nickel Nine is what the rhyme is

I put my time in, nigga Nickel Nine is

Uhh uhh - me, not, them

This is - him, not, they

Yo, he is.

The reason why the funds is dizzy

Money continuously spendin, round and around like a frisbee

My runs is sticky from, the second-hand smoke

from outta the guns they busy, EHH-EHH-EHH-EHH come get me

He is - quick on the draw, same nine

that I used when he thought I copped it and popped it at the same time

Shit, carry tools, you gotta

The streets is over-populated with niggaz who cheap, like Andrew Goulatta

Royce and Reef, double R

When the gutterest beefs meet with the troubled bar it's nothin but heat

Niggaz I'm in and outta this booth, like Clark Kent for the youth

Flyin with the NARC proof tint for the Coupe

Niggaz be trippin a lot, so I keep the longest clip in a lock

Hit you while you loadin the clip in the glock

like BLAOW! No life, no breath

The only games I play is "Umi Says" like Mos Def (nigga)

Over-protected, heed the poet's connections

When it goes in effect the only thing froze is the necklace

That's it, keep the gat by me, I'm that rowdy

So none of you's can see me like Jack Ponty

None of you niggaz bad as me, I got a +Mobb+

and we +Deep+ like Hav' and P, so get a job! (uhh)

My shoes is, nine and a half, size is too big

For every thug nigga listen and they noddin his head

You better know that, he is a motherfuckin throwback

Rap niggaz nowadays is so wack, wish I could go back

Shit is undone; so I spend money like

it's more from where it came, even more where it didn't come from

The time it took to write this, I could be sellin twice this

Some white shit like, my venom is drivers priceless

My goons they'll put you away

And if it's heat then it is no beef, homie I'll cook you today (c'mon)

I got niggaz like, "That's Eminem's man, ain't it?"

Like that's my name, like I changed it when my man became famous

By the way, you ain't beefin with Slim, you beefin with US

So, stay out the magazines, keep it (shh shh) hush, okay?

These motherfuckin rappers is hilarious dawg

You never too big for that box cause the area's small

And you'll fit (yeah) six feet deep is where you will sit

Bring your crew, I'll turn sixteen deep into a trip

To the sky (sky)

Yeah, you don't wanna hover

Your mommy wouldn't like it

Whattup Proof? My nigga

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah, Nickel Nine is what the rhyme is

I put my time motherfucker Nickel Nine, is

Nigga, yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah, Wall Street

My nigga X-Gov, Tre' Little, Shecky Green

Game nigga, spit Game nigga, yeah