I Got My Nine

It's Black C comin' through with the gat blastin'

I'm loc'ed out behind the mask watchin' a jack cash in

I'm greedy, I'm takin' it from the needy like a genie

I'm disappearin' in the cut so he can't see me

My beanie is pulled so low, he can't identify me

I got 18 reasons in case he wanna try me

I keeps my Glock cocked, I got to keep up my props

It don't stop, and if the table turns, then I might flip-flop

Then once again, up and down just like a bouncin' ball

Is it the end of a soldier just like Mac Mall? (Damn)

I wanted to be a soldier on the block, but I'm hot

I gots to get this fetti before I gets popped

I got this Cuban on the phone who wanna sell me about two or three ki's

'Cause I told him I be buyin' deep

But oh shit, what if he pulls a lick?

A trick, I gots to grab my shit before I slip

Now I'm ready, I'm ready to get the goods and go fetti

And steady hold the fuckin' trigger in case he wet me

And heavy, I told him we gon' be bustin' out the Chevy

And steady come through bustin' like Teddy

'Cause all I wanna do is zoom-a-zoom-zoom-zoom

And a boom-boom, and watchin' **** meet they fuckin' doom

And I'll be outtie like that (like that)

Another day, I'm rollin' 'em up on a jack

It's been a long time since I used my nine

So you got yours, 'cause I got mine

I think it's 'bout time for a jack

'Cause it's the Mr. Cee, ****, and the **** **** Black

It's been a long time since I used my nine

So you got yours, 'cause I got mine

I think it's 'bout time for a jack

'Cause it's the Mr. Cee, ****, and the **** **** Black

Aw shit, they done opened the door and let me in for '93

Now I gotta come crazy, 'cause I'm hazy

From all the dank that I be smokin'

I guess indo is a dick 'cause it always got hoes chokin'

Not TLC, but my hat to the back

Cartwright coat with my RBL patch

And um, we still doin' this shit

**** played out "Bammer Weed" and thought that was all it

So we dug in a hamper for some funk

And got some dead body funk, 'cause that's the funk for the fuckin' trunk

And motherfuck all the static

I gotta be like a car, break **** off automatic

'Cause **** tend to be a hassle

Purpin' like they got juice, but ain't got no Snapple

So asshole, here's a big dick for ya

Quit fakin', little booger, 'fore I pick on ya

And for **** jackin' **** like some bitches

Mr. Cee is jackin' ****, leavin' jackin' **** without they fuckin' riches

And um, if you run, I'll murk you from the back

Have you seein' Z's, not G's, and dead black

Tryin' not to get stuck

I'm not a Reebok employee, but boy, I got many pumps

And I won't be sendin' chills through your spine

Just hollow-point tips from my motherfuckin' nine

It's been a long time since I used my nine

So you got yours, 'cause I got mine

I think it's 'bout time for a jack

'Cause it's the Mr. Cee, ****, and the **** **** Black

It's been a long time since I used my nine

So you got yours, 'cause I got mine

I think it's 'bout time for a jack

'Cause it's the Mr. Cee, ****, and the **** **** Black

I'm plottin' on this **** I been watchin' every fuckin' day

Binoculars on a close-up watchin' every fuckin' move he makes

Now how should I come at him, with a jack or a kidnap?

Rush up in his house with my MAC and have him mouse-trapped?

I'll hit his ass tonight

I know he'll have his shipment

This **** coppin' ten cakes, he's gonna have a shit-fit

I'm lookin' at my watch, it's 8:30 on the dot

Here he comes now, squattin' in a 50 drop

Just hop the shit and park him in the cut so he can't see me

I'm Ben Davis'd out in black, two gloves and beanie

He jumped up out the 50, scattered duffel bag and briefcase

I walked up to the front door then opened up the main gate

I creeped behind his back

He couldn't believe a loaded MAC, I just want the stack

He 'bout to get his mask cracked, I stepped into his house

(Is anybody in here?) I didn't hear a damn thing

I tied him to a fuckin' chair, then reached for the duffel bag

And flipped it, it was ten cakes, now I grabbed the loot

It was stashed inside the briefcase

A 9-milli' mil', a MAC, and 50 G's

And now I hesitated with the MAC and the safe key

So now I'm on the roll, I hit the safe for a million

A OG baller like this, I gots to kill him

Thinkin' that I should burn his little spot to a prison

A menace to society, leavin' no evidence, yeah

It's been a long time since I used my nine

So you got yours, 'cause I got mine

I think it's 'bout time for a jack

'Cause it's the Mr. Cee, ****, and the ****, **** Black

It's been a long time since I used my nine

So you got yours, 'cause I got mine

I think it's 'bout time for a jack

'Cause it's the Mr. Cee, ****, and the **** **** Black

Some **** is cranked out, danked out, others might be dranked out

But fuckin' with me, though, you bound to get banked out

Always throwin' up peace, but you like me in the least

So let the bullshit cease

Or when I jack with my backpack, look for the fat gat

'Cause I might peel your fuckin' cap back

But oh no, we don't want that

'Cause the po's already tryin' to catch a **** with a sack of crack

So then I tremble to the villain on the under

Takin' them penitentiary chances, ain't got time for no blunders

'Cause then I'll be set back

Probably play with 25 to life with no motherfuckin' slack

Somewhere on the chill

Hopin' I don't get stuck with a piece of steel

But I gotta go out like a soldier

And keep treatin' **** like fences, I'm gettin' over

Like Rover, so bow wow yippie yay

Eatin' ain't a diet, but I gaffle for the Frisco Bay

Keep on jackin', now you know it don't stop

I got the hardware on the H and R block

'Cause comin' up to me is real

I even jacked Mother Goose's jack for that bitch named Jill

It's like Braille, I let my fingers do the readin'

Robbin' **** blind, and poppin' 'em with my Nina

It's been a long time since I used my nine

So you got yours, 'cause I got mine

I think it's 'bout time for a jack

'Cause it's the Mr. Cee, ****, and the ****, **** Black

It's been a long time since I used my nine

So you got yours, 'cause I got mine

I think it's 'bout time for a jack

'Cause it's the Mr. Cee, ****, and the ****, **** Black

It's been a long time since I used my nine

So you got yours, 'cause I got mine

I think it's 'bout time for a jack

'Cause it's the Mr. Cee, ****, and the ****, **** Black

It's been a long time since I used my nine

So you got yours, 'cause I got mine

I think it's 'bout time for a jack

'Cause it's the Mr. Cee, ****, and the ****, **** Black