Freddie Gibbs, G-Wiz, G.I. Fleezy - 9mm lyrics

Wa da da dang, wa da da da da dang
Listen to my 9-millimeter go bang
Niggas hustle
Niggas murder for this dope and cocaine
If I'm out here doing bad
I'm knocking down your door, mane
Shit, our scene might leave you terrified
That's why my 9-millimeter stay
By my bedside
Got partners locked up up-state
Some partners on fed time
Shoot first and ask questions later
Boy you ain't never dying
Ain't never dying
Wa da da dang, wa da da da da dang
Listen to my my 9-millimeter go bang
How I take a nigga's life
Like it's all right, it's so strange
Put your family in the trunk, man
It's a very cold game
Shit, our scene might leave you terrified
That's why my 9-millimeter stay
By my bedside
Got partners locked up up-state
Some partners on fed time
Shoot first and ask questions later
Boy you ain't never dying
Ain't never dying

Wa da da dang, wa da da da da dang
Listen to my 9-millimeter go bang

Wa da da dang, wa da da da dang
Listen to my 9-millimeter split your brain
Bullets hit you and whistle past you
Bitch niggas and the police harass you
If you came up quick with a
Flip, hit a motherfucking lick
How long will it last you?
Lord, rinse my soul clean
I start my day off with
Ocean Spray and promethazine
Used to roll them stogies, get blowed
And sprinkle shit in my green
Straight thugged out, dubbed out, had yo
Mama ride in that limousine, that limousine
Nigga fuck all my enemies
Bitch I'll see y'all in hell
Better put five bullets in my
Dome, punk bitch, I bail, all is well
Unzip that package, it's that Cali
We can tell by the smell
Got black ski masks, rob for practice
Sell that shit by the barrel
That silence'll make a whisper
My sweet 9-millimeter
And I know these police is listening
Gotta throw away my Nokia
If you need me then chirp, money, macking
And murder
Black mask, black gloves, black shirt
In the day light
Bitch I'm out here working

My nigga, we killas, we ready for everything
Trained for it all
Play your position, object and identify
When your time is called
No wonder we only gon' do it the
G way and kill 'em all
Cause I don't know no other way
And them bitches know my face
So I can't wait, let me get a taste
And I hate when niggas be actin like hoes
And bitches be actin the
And I don't give a fuck
Have to open you up
Two to the head and one to the gut
When I'm with my niggas
We thinking 'bout crimes
Dropping dope out on these lines
Send 'em back up to get the next
One, if I got a gun, somebody gon' cry

Yelling bloody murder, froze
Eyes closed fo we hit the street
Could it be? Motherfucker tryna play
Me shyfe off some jealousy
Rapid fire hellishly, meet up with your maker
Know that karma might catch up to me
For what I did to get this paper
Lord forgive me I'm red rum sipping
Grim reaper drug smoking, magazine loading
Straight slamming and scheming block boy
With a short barrel that'll
Leave a nigga leaking
Eyes on the muddy sparrow 'til we eating
It's the season to let it rain