Nines - Tony Soprano lyrics

Courtney Freckleton a.k.a Nina With the Nina, N9NES

[Nines - Tony Soprano lyrics]

Ice City jewels we na' pity zino Records
Ha ha ha ha ha! 5ive Music
It's that nigga, Nina with the Nina huh!

New crib mad, by the gates got the cameras
Moved out the hood now I
Got neighbours like Flanders
Cah I'm chandelier livin', room marble
New watch lookin' like I shipped
It in from Basel
My nigga Rizzy on the train
Bringin' down a parcel
Still calling shots like I'm
Giving out samples
Earning bare dough these shoes on my
Feet are old school Italian
Like Totti and Del Piero
Usually drunk when I leave the dance
Before I go home I gotta feed these plants
Your re-up probably fit in a bra
My re-up couldn't fit in a car
Back in jail I only had 8 channels

Had 'em puttin' letters in
The box like scrabble
Niggas lying 'bout their AKs and
How they been in war
They don't roll with Dracos like Gryffindor
Shoutouts to my nigga Bunds
That's a real spartan
The roof on my new whip's on a milk carton
When you was up in Lovebox sweating nigga
I was in that bud box sweating nigga
These days it's like I live in the tent
Copped my first Q tied to a brick like cement
Stepped my game up
Iced out everytime you saw me
Ain't just fly in the web
Like a spider caught me
School days selling weed on my scooter

Sittin' on 40 ounces like
Sharif on the cooler
I was selling crack on the strip
Posted with the fiends
Out there with more pipes than
The back of my whip labeled me a boss when I
Was on the curb slanging
Threw me on the wing
Said I was a bird barren
My nigga Kilo would break a
Brick down into stones
Nina been whipping since Indiana Jones
Seen empires turn to sand
Hands on with the B i got dirty hands
Popped a pack of cookies
It weren't Marylands
It's different on my block
When you was cropping pictures
I was giving out pictures of my crop
Certified rapstar
I bring them groupies through

On my Spielberg shit
I don't just rap I make movies too
Wish a nigga spin on me'
Cah I got my ting on me suun in the stizzy
That's the same size as Likkle T
Before rap I ran these streets
Had niggas ticking boxes like canteen sheets
And I been in cunch grindin'
Ain't been home for days
I ain't rolling haze, I only smoke Yelaze
When they was poppin' bottles
I was on my extra grind
This rollie on my wrist ain't
To check the time
Where I'm from niggas get high off of needles
Have you seen the Sopranos? My
Life's like the sequel it's Nines

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