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Übersetzung: Neun. Ahh Shit.
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got to play the man Ran me down the block with my glass in my hand Damn, I hope it don't spill Nigga chill, shit is real cock back my steel Still runnin
way live [gunshot] I got a style that reign supreme! - Bentley made to lean! Pull up say what up, make a major scene! Stunt! - Flash the cream, nine laser
three hundred C's Tree top to feel the breeze co connect for key's Yo bitches sexin me take me to ecstacy Once I nut (ahh oh shit) I don't want 'em next
shit Can't tell me shit about the tricks of this trade Switchblade, with a little switch to switch blades And switch from a six to a sixteen inch blade Shit
and fly There is no escape from King Selassie I!!) [Outro: Method Man] Now, owwww, everybody Get in where you fit in For nine-five, the nine-nickel
in peace to Pimp C life is not a game, taking over the world no pinky just a lotta Brain He bout to send them the shit that I'm on (Yeah) You prolly
meets the bad.. yo.. [Em] The evil [R5] Take the evil with the evil [Em] Put em together [R5] What? Nine-nine [Em] Two times.. Slim Shady.. Royce the Five Nine
egg nog Cause I'm a wicked clown straight up freak dog I gets paid, I'm pickin up the G shit And Santa Claus ain't never brought me shit The fat slop
seven, eight, nine Woman, woman, it just makes me mad Ahh, ahh! Woman, yeah Woman, yeah Woman, yeah Woman, yeah Woman, yeah, yeah, it just makes me mad Oh man, shit
dick eaters, and all you dick beaters For the Nine Triple Six, we reunited motherfucker We finna do this shit like this...... [Bridge] Niggas be talkin' shit
hydro, then bag it up yo Price that longevity, suggest make moves slow take time grow eight, react nine blow Hydro slide raw like fuck Renaldo Fly ride though, shit
breddren don't return love it don't stress him Cause gangstas do gangsta shit, real recognize real Still laughing to the bank and shit Back to Cor', got
left (count my shells, nigga) I know you know it'son kid (Bring that shit I don't give a fuck!) *bell rings* Verse One: Method Man Who lit that shit
! I don't think they understand this shit! Break this shit over they backs! [Xzibit] I don't dress up to rap or keep a hairdo I only grab a nine to bust