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Nines

Nothing Still Hasn't Happened

 

Nothing Still Hasn't Happened

(альбом: From Church Rd. To Hollywood - 2012)


(That nigga Nina with the Nina...)

These niggas acting like they clapping them gages
But nothing ain't happened in ages
They'll be talking like they're hard
Till I run up in their yard
And they end up on the papers, the papers

These niggas acting like they clapping them gages
But nothing ain't happened in ages
They'll be talking like they're hard
Till I run up in their yard
And they end up on the papers, the papers

How these niggas doubt the dude?
Can't they see I'm bout' to take off altitude
Used to be broke I only had a que
I'm drinking Hennessey I give my hoes Malibu
I ain't mad at you, if I was you I'd hate my team
Red diamonds in my neck, looking like a laser-beam
I'll take your queen, put her legs in the air
Make her scream Ice City Boyz getting major cream
All I do is wrap out like it's christmas eve
Since way back in 05' I've been flipping keys
That nigga ace diamonds, popping ace diamonds
Got his weight climbing he be straight shining
No fake diamonds... Crazy glow
Even Ray Charles can see I'm making doe
I ain't the type to be arguing on Twitter
I say [?] if they ask me for a picture
It's Nines

These niggas acting like they clapping them gages
But nothing ain't happened in ages
They'll be talking like they're hard
Till I run up in their yard
And they end up on the papers, the papers

These niggas acting like they clapping them gages
But nothing ain't happened in ages
They'll be talking like they're hard
Till I run up in their yard
And they end up on the papers, the papers

They're talking like they're grease trappers
Like they're weed trappers
They don't let the star-burst bare sweet rappers
Had stacks before rap, niggas been eating
Walk in Armarni cop the whole Spring season
I remember when I was wearing hand-me-downs
Now I'm getting money girls say I'm handsome now
About to put the Church Road soldiers on the map
My nigga tells me go legit, focus on this rap
But it's hard cause' I grind for real, I don't need to sign a deal
All I do is count money like I work behind the till
Gave my nigga stacks when he came out of jail broke
I'm not a role-model cause' I sell coke
It's that nigga Nina with the Nina
In the rave with more aces than Venus and Sabrina
Why you hating cause' I'm getting more stacks than you
Been through so much head my gasket blew
It's Nines

These niggas acting like they clapping them gages
But nothing ain't happened in ages
They'll be talking like they're hard
Till I run up in their yard
And they end up on the papers, the papers

These niggas acting like they clapping them gages
But nothing ain't happened in ages
They'll be talking like they're hard
Till I run up in their yard
And they end up on the papers, the papers

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