Lyrics Nine Spray - Roc Marciano feat. KA
Dust
these
Niggas
the
fuck
off
real
quick
My
Mind
Spray
My
Nine
Spray.
Outlaw
lifestyle,
I'm
raw
no
Lifestyles
Fly
whores
get
piped
down
My
sores
get
iced
down,
I'm
like
Al
The
K
put
you
out
the
game
like
five
fouls
You
outta
bounds,
im
outta
town
Running
with
hounds
Dumping
the
cal,
kick
up
a
dust
cloud
The
gun
is
rust
brown
Its
a
oldie
but
a
goodie
I'm
looking
like
Goldie
in
a
hoodie
Rose
gold
Rollie,
Tek
nines
loaded
up
fully
Shells
fly,
open
you
like
pussy
I
slide
in
ya,
skin
an
injun,
Blacked
down
like
a
ninja,
for
legal
tender
Chrome
Desert
Eagle
bend
ya
Ten
sends
ya
like
street
vendor
Cook
your
meat
beef
get
tender
No
apron,
thirty
eight
shave
you
like
bacon
And
get
shanked
in
them
staircases
Trying
to
pitch,
gotta
run
the
bases
Bottom
bitch
keep
flooding
papers
My
aces
got
cut
faces
Raw
flesh,
gotta
cut
and
paste
it
Butter
loaf
in
the
oven,
bake
it
Nothing
sacred,
touch
cak
Niggas
wanna
come
and
taste
it
You
get
stripped
buck
naked
Fuck
a
bank
statement
I
got
over
a
hundred
k
in
my
basement
You
formal
is
basic
Paying
layaway
on
a
bracelet
You
repair
I
replace
shit
You
a
chair,
im
a
spaceship
You
shed
a
tear
out
of
sheer
hatred
But
to
get
here
more
than
skill
Takes
patience
Ill
natured,
golden
age
reels
feels
ancient
Motion
picture
rap,
we
like
filmmakers
My
Nine
Spray
My
Mind
Spray
My
Mind
Spray
My
Nine
Spray
(KA)
Gems
by
division,
sums
how
I'm
living
They
slum
with
these
comforters
To
numb
that
I
give
em
To
get
my
weight
like
an
eight
Hung
with
the
Gibbens
Some
Narc
in
the
park
Get
crumbs
with
the
pigeons
Wanna
squall
Bullets
get
lobbed
and
go
to
my
job
On
the
strip,
running
shit
When
you
couldn't
have
jogged
Cops,
sheriffs,
marshals
despise
They
watch
for
errors
And
that
is
when
parcel
arrives
We
get
cake,
bake
slay
proportional
size
Strangle
a
human
angle
with
monstrous
lines
We
be
straight
if
we
ate
We
be
harsh
with
the
nines
My
body
heal
faster
Than
the
scars
in
my
mind
Sour
grapes
for
papes
Now
I'm
regarded
as
wine
Liquid
scroll
which
nip
is
cold
sip
it
slow
He
more
type
righteous
Recite
with
a
wicked
flow
This
is
cream
talk
Climbing
a
bean
stalk
Team
trying
find
green
giant
Outta
clean
thought
Pull
myth
full
clip
load
that
We
keep
it
cooking
Looking
for
the
golden
egg
Shots
sound
somebody
pops
shot
down
Man
folded
Another
ran
holding
a
hot
pound
Split
em
back
Dying
slow
living
rapid
Triggers
blasting
Need
of
passion
But
niggas
lacked
it
When
beef
boil
You
need
feel
a
bullet
or
recoil
I'm
dressin
like
a
peasant
but
the
speech
royal
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1 Tek to a Mack
2 Flash Gordon
3 Pistolier
4 Thugs Prayer, Pt. 2
5 76
6 We Ill
7 Deeper
8 Death Parade
9 20 Guns
10 Peru
11 Thread Count
12 Nine Spray
13 Emeralds
14 The Man
15 I Shot the King
16 Sweet Nothings
17 Paradise for Pimps
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