Niqle Nut - Niqle Niqle Nine lyrics

(Intro) n***a, I do not drink syrrup all the time Aye, yo, nig, man You lookin' on an activist, my n***a They don't even sell that sh** no mo' But somehow, we got that sh** (Verse) Got a lil gold, that's cool me Got a lil gild, that's j**elry Usually we be movin' piece Tell em fools I need two or three I might blues the beat Cruise the street I'm my house shoes bout Luis V That shoe-box, bail money Just in case you get yo due released I got shillz ave, first street Young be n***as in my turf, G Sippin' champagne, burnin' purp' weed Yay burfed to the worst breed I got a fofo on my lap Won't fold, I won't crack To the popoes or to the cap On rolls gold, I spit raps I been all across that album And I could keep thrills on all of that mat (Hold up!) California attack Pointless cali code is yo cat For the luv of the dough n***as hustlin' pounds Move a couple of O's Take ova the town like a n***a supposed I built the sh** from the ground, hoe, so? Money's nothing we blow, ya heard? (Verse 2: Fashawn) f**in' ova me n***a!? You gonna f**in' die where you stand And you talk to me craz' n***a?! You betta hope that you got a hand gat And all these hoes they want the truth, then? I bet these hoes wanna chose now I'm sippin' lapa from Houston Like lil Boosie but I wipe me down Write me down cuz I'm creamin' n***a A b**h bad and you see me, n***a Go to the mall and get whateva I want You would think that I own a genie, n***a I'm balla on, I'm stallin' on And I'm tailgaittin' these b**hes I don't need the stove, but you really need the kitchen Bet our 24 ain't really 20 inchin' Yung n***a named liquor You ain't neva seen it all neva ball for no b**h n***as You ain't neva hit the yard, you was talkin' to the sun Y'all don't even serve cause for no snitch n***a