Peel Lyrics - Singles - Nine

"gimme that crown you're wearin or feel blue steel" (2x) 

[nine] 

I'm pullin up on the scene in my limousine 

Pocket full of green, voice full of mean 

Rhymes out the ass plus I'm fast at freestyle 

Get a lil wild and profile my ill style 

Numba won contender that's me, n-i-n-e 

Nine I'm prime-time, paid and livin lovely 

Messin heads up who thought I was wack or just a-ight 

Nahhhh, I'm one of the best to ever touch a mic 

Soon to be shown, soon to be proved 

By the album take it home put the needle to the groove 

See what I'm sayin - mad originality 

Recognize give props and shape the ground til it'll fit me 

You won't be around another second 

When I'm wreckin deadly mic-checkin armageddeon off I'm lettin 

I wet you like microwave pizza in the blender 

It's written on my face, numba won contender 

Peel nigguh, peel! 

"gimme that crown you're wearin or feel blue steel" 

Peel nigguh, peel!! 

"gimme that crown you're wearin or feel blue steel" 

[nine] 

Eardrums pop when the voice drops 

Deep like the bottom of the pit lyrics I spit like a grit 

Shit, I couldn't stop if I wanted to I'm warnin you 

I'm dispatchin, I get a little warmer than you 

Grey skies are callin you, I'm all in you 

Up in that ass like a homo, check the promo 

Now that's flippin the script, whatchu flippin? 

On the 4-oh-z I'm sippin, no time for trippin 

There's money to be made in this trade 

Gotta blow up like jack jack jack +jack of spades+ 

No question, I'm just like nas with smith and wesson 

Except you comin out your skin when I say start undressin 

Give me e'rything, from cash to ring to razor blade 

That you had up in sing-sing 

All in all I'm rushin like alabama 

So nigga peel like a banana 

Peel nigguh, peel! 

"gimme that crown you're wearin or feel blue steel" 

Peel nigguh, peel!! 

"gimme that crown you're wearin or feel blue steel" 

Peel nigguh, peel!!! 

"gimme that crown you're wearin or feel blue steel" 

Peel nigguh, peel 

"gimme that crown you're wearin or feel blue steel" 

[nine] 

Deeper than I was last time 

I get deeper everytime I rhyme 

Deeper, deeper, jeepers, creepers 

Where'd you get them eyes? 

Suprise, I'm wise to the game 

Fame don't pay bills, skills pay bills 

You still wanna test me, try to molest me 

Numba won contender, soon to be the best b 

Can't +arrest+ me, not the +development+ of _tennessee_ 

Mad drunk off the hennessey, remember me 

(what more can I want? ) and when it comes to rhymes and guns 

(got em all) it's real like that, pop goes the gat 

Pockets mad fat, hoes in the back 

Jim hats in the pockets, gun in the waistband 

Now who's the man nigga, now who's the man? ! 

Peel nigguh, peel! 

"gimme that crown you're wearin or feel blue steel" 

Peel nigguh, peel!! 

"gimme that crown you're wearin or feel blue steel" 

Peel nigguh, peel 

"gimme that crown you're wearin or feel blue steel" 

Peel nigguh, peel! 

"gimme that crown you're wearin or feel blue steel" 

[nine] 

Bob lewis makin niggaz peel 

Bob lewis makin niggaz peel 

Al blount makin niggaz peel 

Al blount makin niggaz peel 

Fed productions makin niggaz peel 

Fed productions makin niggaz peel 

You know the nine is makin niggaz peel 

You know the nine is makin niggaz peel 

Peel!