9 Piece

[Hook] I'm smoking dope, I'm on my cell phone I'm selling dope, straight off the iPhone He want a quote, he talking 9 zones He bought four, I front him 5 more 9 piece, straight 8 balls MJG bitch I got 8 balls 9 piece, straight 8 balls MJG bitch I got 8 balls [Verse 1: Rick Ross] Suave house, still independent Distribution Mexican, he still sending No contract, take my word Send a hundred packs bitch, them my birds Shoe box, no shoes in 'em In the two seater, me and two women No Def Jam, went solo Took the custies prices solo [Hook] [Verse 2: T.I.] It's the king young gunner Hotter than a sauna in the summer Nigga think I'm playing round if you wanna Bring the thunder and the lightening Like a sighting if you try me On my Warren Buffet shit That monkey shit behind me You want a square, nigga, you know where to find me Don't call me on my cell You tryna send a pimp to jail If you buying 25 you can get it for the twelve Uncut, rocked up, got tan and pale yeah Hey let me send a little message to my enemies You nigga get to telling have 'em buried 'fore they sentence me Come to ATL, hit any trap bet they remember me Billionaire swag with a dope boys energy [Hook] [Verse 3: Rick Ross] Soft white, I got that G-mix I'm going Gold, crumbs to the bricks I'm on the road, lets buy some new whips Trick a hundred hoes, spend a few chips 9 piece, straight 8 balls Bitch I'm blowing up like Napalm Got your bottom bitch going AWOL Nigga's looking at ya like you fell off No sir, not me I'm double platinum just like my Ferrari Bullet proof, nigga, Teflon Why you snorting that, that shit stepped on [Hook]