*scratched* Fuckin', fuckin' Fuckin', fuckin' Fuckin', fuckin' Fuckin' with the Teflon bitch from the Stuy [Verse" 1 Lil' Kim] Ms. White, that bitch
nine and then shot him from the bottom up stole his keys, put em inside the ignition and got em stuck, hopped out to flee on my feet, fucked around
'm everlasting like the toe on Pro Keds, A tech nine, When I rhyme, Plus I climb, Word is bind, You're album couldn't fuck with one line, It's been three
Don't mean nuttin when you're up North So keep them hands where I can see em like you want freedom You know that saying - if you can't join 'em, beat 'em
spread them thighs out I'ma pull my surprise out Then my boys was flyin out, but two girls were chasin Deep in Chicago, been doin this since the nine-
hell of it I fuck Missy Elliott Don't give a fuck if her belly gets In my way, I'm still nailing it Got this verbal tech nine Spitting at you for telling
my rivals, hold you bitches liable When it's time I'm pulling out my nine from the Bible [Chorus - Magnum & (Pharrell)] [x2] I'ma catch your body tonight (tonight) Give a fuck
and I sho' shoulda known Knew you was real, when you said you'd fuck me make me feel grown Now uh now give me the gat, then roll up the weed You fucking
know it don't mean shit to me to cut a fucking cops throat [Immortal Technique talking] Yea, Jean Grae, Pumpkinhead, Immortal Technique DP-one, tell 'em what the fuck
guns, one in your face, one in my waist Empty the safe, hit em with the glock he caught a stray shot Fucked his girl and made him watch, made a death
cocky mutha fucka like Kanye West But my skin is pale One in a million but I will not fail Ever since we had a CD for sale All the girls wanna touch me
bust a nine mutha fuckas find nine's under the bridge in the Pacific Tunnel Mobb material scratch off the serial number fuckin balistic so roll to the riches fuck
sure everythings workin I get heads open like a, brain surgeon When I came splurgin, veterans became virgins First they wanna battle but now, they ain't certain Rhyme like a tech nine
in her corneas. It makes they hearts beat hard against they corsets which Bops they lockets up against they foreheads, and- Who was it that sent this little girl
it's all legit --baby-- It's all about your state of mind Now what would you do if I handed you a tech nine? Are you feelin' me? Would you stay down
[Nas] Uhh.. (yeah, yeah, yeah) Q.B. since 1933 (know dat) To nine-six (nine-six motherfucker) Check the shit [Havoc] Nine-six Escobar 600 [Nas] Check