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letra de line of fire, pt. 5 - nines

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[intro: nines & likkle t]
zino records
ha ha ha ha ha!
yeah
ha ha ha ha ha!
pinerobeats

[verse 1: likkle t]
why you fear me? gotta ask yourself that
from i was 13 i’ve been known burst off my strap
off my, switching lanes starting learning to rap
it’s just the game now these n-ggas feel is learning to dab
we don’t dab we don’t bop we don’t lean
we be on the curb side with sweets in the machine
a machine, violate who? think to stand where?
bullets in your face make your n-gga have to stand clear
7 on some jewels, 7 on some shoes
point me out then i’ll probably spray 7 out the tool
out the, visions of wayne now i’m seeing reece
all my close friends, close friends seem to be deceased
dare a n-gga say likkle t up on a track
be the first one known for hand squeezing my strap
till the he-rs- run over and they leave in the back
i’m a church road soldier let me leave it at that

[hook: nines]
zino in veins, ain’t no fear in my heart
ask my n-gga likkle t cuh he was there from the start
i ain’t broke but i miss ca$h
10 chains on b-tches catching whiplash
i had stacks before rap n-ggas been eating
walk in louie cop the whole spring season
they acting like i don’t clap n-ggas
like i weren’t a hitta way before i had hittas

[verse 2: fatz]
i be jumping out with cannons, gun down n-ggas from the front door
masked up n-ggas can’t see me in my tom fords
cruddy motherf-cker from the get go
ten toe, n-ggas have to move when i say so
you should have saw them n-ggas running for their life
i got the long chopper at the end its got a knife
you get burst, so i don’t wan’ hear about no compet-tion
cah i beat corn at any little opposition
i’m with my hitta and i’m chilling near the staircase
telling me he done the mazza then i tell him fair play
however it is they gotta get it
all them n-ggas p-ssy at heart and i can bet it
mans clappers, all eyes on me
i got them n-ggas shook like they wan’ go pee
n-ggas freeze up and i ain’t even back the cannon out
you ain’t bout no crud chatty mouth

[hook: nines]
zino in veins, ain’t no fear in my heart
ask my n-gga likkle t cuh he was there from the start
i ain’t broke but i miss ca$h
10 chains on b-tches catching whiplash
i had stacks before rap n-ggas been eating
walk in louie cop the whole spring season
they acting like i don’t clap n-ggas
like i weren’t a hitta way before i had hittas

[verse 3: storm millian]
feeling like the king at what i do
i’m bagging white with couple divas in the room
they roll it up and give me 2’s
hands dirty talking h-lla different food
so when they p-ss it i can’t even hold a zoot
they hold it up and give me 2’s
hold it up if you be juggin’ getting loot
cos i know n-ggas that be really making moves
we getting money then it’s deuce
so much reload man i could of bought a coupe
early morning posted with a cup of soup
and all them packs are getting moved
i was right outside of pak’s go ask them youts
but being broke some more my n-gga i refuse
like you don’t wanna flash them jewels
early morning treat my sh-t just like a movie
like a scene from set it off in [?] suits
i’ll shoot anything that moves
i was the hottest, still the hottest in the room
i do numbers plus do runnings in the booth
they doing juju on my views
[?]likkle sipping n-gga on the roofs
i shoot cr-p cuh that n-gga bit the fruit
i’ll blow your marrow through the roof

[hook: nines]
zino in veins, ain’t no fear in my heart
ask my n-gga likkle t cuh he was there from the start
i ain’t broke but i miss ca$h
10 chains on b-tches catching whiplash
i had stacks before rap n-ggas been eating
walk in louie cop the whole spring season
they acting like i don’t clap n-ggas
like i weren’t a hitta way before i had hittas

[verse 4: fundz]
life long beef if a n-gga touch me
blow him out his polo, blow him out his burberry
real hood n-ggas ain’t out in country
make city boy money and i make my gun beat
wickedness any time my tongue speaks
cops nicked me and the other side tried to done me
still the rifles fully loaded tell a n-gga come see
crack and heroin got a n-gga on fleek
wavey like a boat driver
swear n-ggas on fire like the ghost rider
pulled up in the lambo on some low tires
now she’s in my lap looking like a nose diver
i been cold since secondary
now they f-ck around and call a n-gga legendary
and even out the hood i got the weaponry
cuh its real suh n-ggas never heavy

[hook: nines]
zino in veins, ain’t no fear in my heart
ask my n-gga likkle t cuh he was there from the start
i ain’t broke but i miss ca$h
10 chains on b-tches catching whiplash
i had stacks before rap n-ggas been eating
walk in louie cop the whole spring season
they acting like i don’t clap n-ggas
like i weren’t a hitta way before i had hittas

[verse 5: streetz]
you can tell flip in swag dripping no time chilling
phone cl!cking stay pitching
look i’m on the grind but i still wear runaways
told my girl keep up, neat up i don’t have bummy days
i don’t understand though, i’m in the bando
bummy n-ggas still loaning i call them rambo
if a chick don’t like me then a pagans got that
side ting said she’s out i’ve been waiting on that
dumb hoe, ringing off my blower
if there’s a flood and she had a ark still wouldn’t wanna know her
something about flying birds it just feels right
got george waiting for man he’s just a grill type
in the club step on my kicks you better hit the deck
you half play dirty if crept protect
i sold day time and night time
plus the youngers pitch green full 90 no half time

[hook: nines]
zino in veins, ain’t no fear in my heart
ask my n-gga likkle t cuh he was there from the start
i ain’t broke but i miss ca$h
10 chains on b-tches catching whiplash
i had stacks before rap n-ggas been eating
walk in louie cop the whole spring season
they acting like i don’t clap n-ggas
like i weren’t a hitta way before i had hittas

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