SUTPHIN TO THE 9

Lyrics

[INTRO] I move smooth with it Bet you ain't never fuck yo bitch I bet that Lou hit it Yeah, I bet that Lou hit it Even if I ain't do it, they be like you did it [VERSE] I seen my bitch change on me Now I'm Michael Jordan, I got six rings on me Movin like a slave, I got six chains on me (Yeh, Yeh) Flexin on the gram, runnin round with 80 on me I'm gettin cash money, niggas thinkin Baby signed me And now I roll with Chouie so I'm rockin bigger diamonds Chouie run with Louie so we got them bitches on us (Yeh, Yeh) Call my Philly niggas make them put the 6's on And we had all the static till we put the switches on Like fuck that shit Every time you diss me, I'm gon fuck yo bitch I got rule minuscule nigga that she love this shit She ain't got no morals She gon prolly let my brother hit [Chorus] Louie Baby lit, I fuck around and make my brother lit We Sutphin to the 9 ain't no different They still gunnin shit Try to keep it cool, gas vibes I don't want that shit (No no) Gotta bad past Bitch, don't call me by my government [VERSE] When I got locked man I seen all them people change on me Who am I complainin With all these rocks and all these rings on me? How can I maintain when I got murder on my brain homie? 30 in that thing and I got money in the bank for it Nigga fuck a case ad Them niggas put them things on us Runnin from the tricks ad Them niggas switchin states on us How cannot be fake How did the [?] stay full How cannot betray anything I put in plane for (Grrr) Niggas hardly kill I put them pussys on a plate four Niggas said I ate man Who you pussy niggas playin for Bitches know they can't That's why these pussy niggas hatin for her She know I'm the man This why them dirty bitch be stayin fucked In the faith which you motherfuckas waitin for We got that thing to make your motherfuckin brain sore How'd you pop the bag and put these motherfuckin chains on How'd you change the game And put the motherfuckin gang on (Let's go) (Instrumental) [Chorus] Louie Baby lit, I fuck around and make my brother lit We Sutphin to the 9 ain't no different They still gunnin shit Try to keep it cool, gas vibes I don't want that shit Gotta bad past Bitch, don't call me by my government (Bitch)