SUTPHIN TO THE 9 Lyrics[INTRO]
I move smooth with it
Bet you ain't never fuck yo bitch
I bet that Lou hit it
Yeah, I bet that Lou hit it
Even if I ain't do it, they be like you did it
[VERSE]
I seen my bitch change on me
Now I'm Michael Jordan, I got six rings on me
Movin like a slave, I got six chains on me (Yeh, Yeh)
Flexin on the gram, runnin round with 80 on me
I'm gettin cash money, niggas thinkin Baby signed me
And now I roll with Chouie so I'm rockin bigger diamonds
Chouie run with Louie so we got them bitches on us (Yeh, Yeh)
Call my Philly niggas make them put the 6's on
And we had all the static till we put the switches on
Like fuck that shit
Every time you diss me, I'm gon fuck yo bitch
I got rule minuscule nigga that she love this shit
She ain't got no morals
She gon prolly let my brother hit
[Chorus]
Louie Baby lit, I fuck around and make my brother lit
We Sutphin to the 9 ain't no different
They still gunnin shit
Try to keep it cool, gas vibes
I don't want that shit (No no)
Gotta bad past
Bitch, don't call me by my government
[VERSE]
When I got locked man
I seen all them people change on me
Who am I complainin
With all these rocks and all these rings on me?
How can I maintain when I got murder on my brain homie?
30 in that thing and I got money in the bank for it
Nigga fuck a case ad
Them niggas put them things on us
Runnin from the tricks ad
Them niggas switchin states on us
How cannot be fake
How did the [?] stay full
How cannot betray anything I put in plane for (Grrr)
Niggas hardly kill
I put them pussys on a plate four
Niggas said I ate man
Who you pussy niggas playin for
Bitches know they can't
That's why these pussy niggas hatin for her
She know I'm the man
This why them dirty bitch be stayin fucked
In the faith which you motherfuckas waitin for
We got that thing to make your motherfuckin brain sore
How'd you pop the bag and put these motherfuckin chains on
How'd you change the game
And put the motherfuckin gang on (Let's go)
(Instrumental)
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Louie Baby lit, I fuck around and make my brother lit
We Sutphin to the 9 ain't no different
They still gunnin shit
Try to keep it cool, gas vibes
I don't want that shit
Gotta bad past
Bitch, don't call me by my government (Bitch)