Tha Cypha Lyrics - Nine

[nine] 

I enter, the center of the cypha 

Blunts and lighter, the ruff rhyme writer nine 

Skills up the koolu, I do you like voodoo 

Pins in the mojo, oh no! 

Eyes are red, I'm high again 

You wan' try again, die again my friend, one less than ten 

Eight plus one me, n-i-n-e 

Name up in lights g, I'm hype g, all night g 

Can't no man step in my cypha 

(heard up, word up!) pay the piper 

Who rocks the party? nine rocks the party 

Make you move your body, in trunks like john gotti 

I got the strength of ten mc's on steroids 

Rappers are paranoid, my cypha ain't a safe place to be g 

I cruise avenues, stomp blue suede shoes 

I can't lose, mashin crews to pay my dues 

The cypha 

"get frisked, just in order to get in.." 

The cypha 

"get frisked, just in order to get in.." 

The cypha 

"get frisked, just in order to get in.." 

The cypha 

"get frisked, just in order to get in.." 

[nine] 

One sucker, two sucker, three suckers, fo' suckers 

Bring mo' suckers, punk muh'fuckers 

Talkin bout you can't feel my style, I can't feel you either 

But I bet yo' ass feel this meat cleaver 

(swing swing swing, chop chop!) you gonna drop 

I can't wait to see you fall off, in the pig slop 

Pop, went the gat, drop, went the fat 

Slob that tried to diss, nah nigga can touch this 

Cheese-eatin, tapdancin sambo - don't push your luck 

Brand new nigga and I will go rambo (pow) 

Tryin to break my cypha is suicide 

+passin me by+ like I'm the pharcyde 

Give respect, recognize, give props where props are due 

Before me and my crew come and murder you 

This ain't no game, it's about eatin, payin rent 

And (tings like dat) you nah wan' test me black 

The cypha 

"get frisked, just in order to get in.." 

The cypha 

"get frisked, just in order to get in.." 

The cypha 

"get frisked, just in order to get in.." 

The cypha 

"get frisked, just in order to get in.." 

[nine] 

Game recognize game all the time 

Who's your man, with the wack ass rhyme? 

You must be stupid, I was doin this before you hit 

Puberty, you think your style's original - it ain't new to me 

Save it, for david, easy back it up 

I got o.j. simpson's knife right at your gut 

I do you like your name was nicole 

When I roll headspins niggaz drop like ronald goldman 

My cypha's complete without you your wack crew 

Your wack beats, nine moves feets 

Act like you know homo -- I get around 

Nine comes back like a pro 

Ich, ni, son, shi, mc's, can't touch me 

No matter how much weight you push you're still lighter 

When you enter my cypha 

The cypha 

"get frisked, just in order to get in.." 

The cypha 

"get frisked, just in order to get in.." 

The cypha 

"get frisked, just in order to get in.." 

The cypha 

"get frisked, just in order to get in.."