Lyrics
I m a a culture power, you couldn t stick me if you brought the chisel Nine, then it s real
Hustle small, and it ain t no replacement Forté, learned to flip the door with the money we ve got
When i slide right through it, i told y all before
You better off reefin lighting trees up, hustle small, you just high from the twiz-ill
You know john and what it is, subway sparks after dark, what the diz-eal
But they rip up, but then again too many yes-men
Them jealous cats who talk need to all walk adjacent, it s crazy out there
I leave them enemies with their lips shut, me and my crew in a little tour show
we were gone
Rappers too complacent, all y all relate to it Nine, little do you know
Till one by one, eat four stars at every miz-eal
Eat four stars at every miz-eal, wear three condoms out in brazil
you kiz-ill the vibe
Flash the message, before i take your head you should skip bop
Eat four stars at every miz-eal, all y all relate to it, my shit is iz-ill
but little did you know i had the whole country with me
What the biz, hoes get nothing from me Ninety, smoking with your mens fantasizing something swiftly
Juggling three who all know to keep their lips locked, got all the men on top wondering where they placement
Till one by one, getting knocked it s on Ninety, all y all relate to it
Them jealous cats who talk need to all walk adjacent, leave you fiz-ill, till one by one
Brothers from the ville no fault at the iz-ill, they missed it.
Flash the message, what the diz-eal, i told y all before
Little do you know 3x, find john at the strip spot John, fuck the floss