Nine - Tha Cypha Lyrics
[nine]I enter, the center of the cyphaBlunts and lighter, the ruff rhyme writer nineSkills up the koolu, I do you like voodooPins in the mojo, oh no!Eyes are red, Im high againYou wan try again, die again my friend, one less than tenEight plus one me, n-i-n-eName up in lights g, Im hype g, all night gCant no man step in my cypha(heard up, word up!) pay the piperWho rocks the party? nine rocks the partyMake you move your body, in trunks like john gottiI got the strength of ten mcs on steroidsRappers are paranoid, my cypha aint a safe place to be gI cruise avenues, stomp blue suede shoesI cant lose, mashin crews to pay my duesThe cyphaGet frisked, just in order to get in..The cyphaGet frisked, just in order to get in..The cyphaGet frisked, just in order to get in..The cyphaGet frisked, just in order to get in..[nine]One sucker, two sucker, three suckers, fo suckersBring mo suckers, punk muh*****ersTalkin bout you cant feel my style, I cant feel you eitherBut I bet yo ass feel this meat cleaver(swing swing swing, chop chop!) you gonna dropI cant wait to see you fall off, in the pig slopPop, went the gat, drop, went the fatSlob that tried to diss, nah nigga can touch thisCheese-eatin, tapdancin sambo - dont push your luckBrand new nigga and I will go rambo (pow)Tryin to break my cypha is suicide+passin me by+ like Im the pharcydeGive respect, recognize, give props where props are dueBefore me and my crew come and murder youThis aint no game, its about eatin, payin rentAnd (tings like dat) you nah wan test me blackThe cyphaGet frisked, just in order to get in..The cyphaGet frisked, just in order to get in..The cyphaGet frisked, just in order to get in..The cyphaGet frisked, just in order to get in..[nine]Game recognize game all the timeWhos your man, with the wack ass rhyme?You must be stupid, I was doin this before you hitPuberty, you think your styles original - it aint new to meSave it, for david, easy back it upI got o.j. simpsons knife right at your gutI do you like your name was nicoleWhen I roll headspins niggaz drop like ronald goldmanMy cyphas complete without you your wack crewYour wack beats, nine moves feetsAct like you know homo -- I get aroundNine comes back like a proIch, ni, son, shi, mcs, cant touch meNo matter how much weight you push youre still lighterWhen you enter my cyphaThe cyphaGet frisked, just in order to get in..The cyphaGet frisked, just in order to get in..The cyphaGet frisked, just in order to get in..The cyphaGet frisked, just in order to get in..
