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RBL Posse
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I Got My Nine
It's Black C coming through with the gat blast
Then I'm locced out behind the mask watching the gut cashing
I'm greedy, I'm taking it from the needy like a genie
I'm dissapear in the cut so we can't see me
My beanie is pulled down so low we can't identify me
I got 18 reasons case he wanna try me
I keeps my Glock cocked, I got to keep a mouth prop
It don't stop, and if the tables turn then I might flip flopped
Then once again up and down, it's like a bouncing ball
Is it the end of a soldier just like Mack Mall?
(Damn) I wanted to be a soldier on the blocc but I'm hot
I gots to get the fetty before I gets popped
I got this Cuban on the phone who wanna sell me about two or three keys
Cause I told him I'd 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 feddy
And steady holdin' the fucking trigger in case he wet me
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And heavy, I'm totally gon' be bustin out the chevy
And steady come through bustin like Teddy
Cause all I wanna do-a-zooma-zum-zum-zum-and-the-boom-boom
Watchin niggas meet they fucking doom
And I'll be outey it like that, another day, I'm rollin' em up on the jay
It's been a long time since I used my nine
And you got yours, cause I got mine
I think it's 'bout time for a jack
Cause it's the Mister C nigga and the nigga nigga Black
It's been a long time since I used my nine
You got yours, cause I got mine
I think it's 'bout time for a jack
Cause it's the Mister C nigga and the nigga nigga Black
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