Nines
Up In Smoke
[Verse 1: Nines]
How my N***a drink let me go thirsty
If i get signed the fiends are going cold turkey
One piece ain't enough i need a hundred chains
They say nines turned holly wood his number changed
Ice city boys were the hardest team
I cop your whole crop i'm a farmers dream
The brick came three quaters short
I got 21 g's in the pocket of my three quater shorts
I ain't hiding i don't need no tints
Snuff that little sparrow i ai'nt seen him since
Sick of fighting cases
Rather be living out in vegas
Crib with like 55 acres
If i ask your girl on a date she probably saying yes
So when i'm around, guard your queen like your playing chess
My jewellers saying
For a hundred g's i have my whole body glowing like a super saiyan

[Chorus: Maestro La Forge]
Riding in my city
Top down listening to biggie on my radio ( so all my weed heads )
Cos i got a bad bitch in the whip
Chains swinging from my neck
Looking like a disco
Feeling like we damn near made it i swear
Heading to the top we ain't going no where ( no where )
So to celebrate life just give me the light
We go blow a little smoke in the air
Come on lets blow a little smoke in the air
Come on lets blow a little smoke in the air
Oh come on lets blow a little smoke in the air
Oh and i don't give a fuck how i can get stay got yeah
Roll up in the place so we can get hot yeah
Blow a little smoke in the air
[Verse 2: Nines]
We got the strongest coca
Grease got the fiends dancing john trovolta
I floss on a bossy level
Got the tony the tiger watch its got a frosty bezzle
Driving in the whip with a super freak
Shout outs to the necks for all the food for cheap
And if i ever blow off rap
I will share but certain n***as won't get jack
And since i been banned from the block
I got time on my hands like a clock
I can get the heads up get your yard robbed
Got a k and a 9 like a guard dog
I just let that food flip
Fats will rob you and walk past you the next day like 'he won't do shit'

[Chorus: Maestro La Forge]
Riding in my city
Top down listening to biggie on my radio ( so all my weed heads )
Cos i got a bad bitch in the whip
Chains swinging from my neck
Looking like a disco
Feeling like we damn near made it i swear
Heading to the top we ain't going no where ( no where )
So to celebrate life just give me the light
We go blow a little smoke in the air
Come on lets blow a little smoke in the air
Come on lets blow a little smoke in the air
Oh come on lets blow a little smoke in the air
Oh and i don't give a fuck how i can get stay got yeah
Roll up in the place so we can get hot yeah
Blow a little smoke in the air