Vaani $hiest - Tek9 lyrics

[Hook: Luciano Corleone] Tek9 (Repeat) They stole the homie life with a Tek9 [Verse: Luciano Corleone] Momma momma look, daddy brought another choppa AK47 Mac 11 a couple yappas n***as hoppin' up out the closet, bank deposit, posture polished Bladdow-bladdow blocka-blocka god who shot ya They stole the homie life wittaf**in' Tek9 Caught him lackin' recline (dtu-dtu-dtu) put the n***a back on his spine In the casa with ca**ie blanca bifocals we get it local All forda - mediocre ovals toppaz white gold and opal hopeful [Hook] [Hook] [Talking] [Verse: Luciano Corleone] Holdin' work, just might get a n***a newported Savage gotta have it the boroughs from the burgess Murder burgeons in the urban it ain't comin' from the turbans In Babylon, they murder sons for bezels, chains, and washingtons Ravish the relics for the fiends to relish Get blemished O'blessed... Brain leaded for the lettuce Back up in this n***a wit da fellas Siftin' through the pantry for duckettes and nutella Menace II Society till we in the terra Ain't no manna manifest at the behest of the era Them volleys hit yo cerebellum New jim crow since the days of antebellum Its high stakes, hella jakes lurkin' for the melanin Got the mac in the trues loose god watchu sellin' Lift the tank up let the foos see the weapon Black bandana angled n***as know what I'm reppin' Prolly heist Christ for the right price, nuttin' nice Bonafide hustla bout that creme man its doe or die Feast or famine, paradise lost in the vices standing