Here's the latest
From the king of badness
I got the shit that makes niggas wanna flip
Gd up all better wit beanies
Sweatin' all the bitches to blow our weanies
Niggas all getting drunk, and smoking a bum bud
Oh, wait here's a punk, pump the trunk
'Cause it's a gang of jackers in the front smoking
All the hump, some shit was said about blue and red
But I'm colour blind and I got a nine
Threw up the sign I cock the 9, I cock the 9
Well nigga pop the 9and let it holla
Test drive wit' a neighbourhoods scholar
Black Impala blue chucks on gettin' outta
Sucks on hip hop thugsta get the fuck on
Niggas looking shifty, do they wanna diss me, lick me
Show me love or peel my cap quickly
My six sense won't let me slip don't puff wit' the draggin' 'em
I'm still toe taggin' em, hit the spot wit' a don, still baggin' 'em
It's the low call, SA b on the vocal, blast my way out Eazy pay
The way, all you bitch niggas stay out
I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9 (and everything is fine)
I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9 (my homey pop the 9)
I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9 (gun shot)
I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9 (my homey pop the 9)
It's like dice game, dice game niggas get they roll on
Everything's all good till niggas getting sold on
Here we all get together and shoot, fuck
I grab my gun, then I picked up my loot
But I didn't lose shit, so it's all good
Leavin' pumpin' Eazy-E Boyz n the Hood
'Cause I'm a gangsta so I can relate, most of these
Niggas is fake and tryin' to hate
I put a buster in his place, I put one in his face
Obey my first and give him the taste
That's how I duz it, that's how I do it
And the murder weapon that I use you know I threw it
He kept persuading, so I had to do it, uh play
For keeps that's the rule of the streets uh
Dick Tracy all on my nuttz like Cagny and Lacy
And don't faze me, Ruthless is the label that pays me
But this one H K weighs a ton, words are yellow wit'
The?? Freaks on a run, bring ya condom in the kingdom
Huh, ho from the ceilin' to the floor, info red at ya window
Plus the E go hangin' out the beamer tho
Drop shit like a seagull, for the people
Hos make a contribution, but y'all don't hear me tho
I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9 (and everything is fine)
I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9 (my homey pop the 9)
I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9 (gun shot)
I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9 (my homey pop the 9)
Tuck ya legs to my dick with the wrap em real tight
Just in case it's on and a nigga gotta fight, an a
Nigga gotta bust, but who in the fuck said in God we trust
The shit went down, everybody start runnin'
Bitches screamin' and the bullets still comin'
Run into a nigga tryin' to save mine, reach for my gun-ahh-shit
I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9 (and everything is fine)
I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9 (my homey pop the 9)
I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9 (gun shot)
I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9 (my homey pop the 9)
