Brother Ali - Nine Double Em Lyrics
[Hook](Rat-ta-tat, rat-ta-tat, rat-ta-tat, tatta rat-ta-ta-tatta to make his bloodsplatter (4x)[Verse 1]You jackin me you go the wrong seasonYou got your piece I got my pieceAnd all I need now is a reason for me to start squeasin'Matter fact, gimme your rings, watch, and yo house keysAnd make it fast shorty, or I'ma put gun smoke up in the breezeAnd I'm glad he ain't call my bluff cause I ain't really had my gatIt wouldn't of been nothing for him to peel backMy wig, he saw this piggy go wee-wee all the way homeTo 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 pactHe can't just play me out in front of the ladies, that shit is wackBut now I got my gat back down in the downtown districtDyin' to spill some gravy on this mother*****ing biscuitSeen 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 placeI 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 againAnd 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 transamIf they ask you where I am don't tell em shitYou ain't seen me or heard from me, she asked where I would goI said you know I'ma go stay with grandma down in ChicagoI know how fast your car go, way up over a hundredBut I can't get caught speedin, I might be federally wantedMan them cops be on it, I can't afford to get sloppyCause if I slip up at any single point yo they got meSo I rock the accelerator never greater than (???)Thinking strictly about my journey, what I did still hasn't hit meI touch down in the shy, grandma stay on southsideJust trying to get some rest after that eight hour driveAnd Grandma surprised, but always happy to see meSo I'm kicked up at the rest playing Nintendo watching t.vAnd believe me I know that I'm still on the runBut I'm happy that this part of the getaway is doneCause I..[Hook][Chorus][Verse 3]Yo, it's kinda hard to live with what I didCause everytime I close my eyes all I see is me blasting that kidBut yo, I did exactly what I had to doIf that was him in my shoes he would of blasted me tooBesides, everybody's mamma cry sometimeAnd you know everyone gotta die sometimeAnd grandma said I had a cousin in Minnesota that I ain't even know about ya knowAnd just last week he got his brains blown outAnd so his little funeral was being held todayI'm dressed in black Versacci and mad respect I payedBut whoever shot my cousin sure wet up that poor bastardCause the wake and the funeral was strictly closed casketBut yo, they had his picture on the program and oh damnThey had his picture on the program and oh damnStarred at my cousin on that program and I couldn't even speakThat's the kid that I shot last week[Chorus][Hook]
