Nine Double Em Lyrics

Nine Double Em lyrics

[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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