Rick Ross – 9 Piece (ft. T.I.)

“9 Piece” by Rick Ross featuring T.I. is a dynamic hip-hop track with a catchy piano-driven beat. The song’s confident verses explore themes of success and luxury, showcasing the distinctive styles of both artists. The collaboration and energetic vibe make it a notable addition to Rick Ross’ catalog. Check out the Rick Ross 9 Piece Lyrics and Video here…

Rick Ross 9 Piece Lyrics

M-M-M-Maybach MusicHuhYMCMBHuhAs I look aroundWe the only niggas with that A1 PericoHuh

I’m smoking dope, I’m on my cell phoneI’m selling dope, straight off the iPhoneHe want a quote, he talking 9 zonesHe bought 4, I front him 5 more9 piece, straight 8 ballsMJG, bitch, I got 8 balls9 piece, straight 8 ballsMJG, bitch, I got 8 balls

Suave House, still independentDistribution Mexican, he still sendin’No contract, take my wordSend a hundred packs, bitch, them my birdsShoe box, no shoes in ’emIn the two seater, me and two womenNo Def Jam, went soloTook your custy’s, prices so low

It’s Lil’ Tunechi, what up though?I’m talkin’ white girl, Marilyn MonroeAnd I can get ’em for the sweet 16Hard dope, call it HD flat screenFuck outta here, your shit water whippedYou got that tan dope, look like a Florida bitchAutomatic leave ’em dead in the livin’ roomGet it? Leave ’em dead in the livin’ roomFuck all these niggas, and tell them bitches to kiss my assI put that pistol to his head and tell that nigga to have a blastFuck you mean? I’m talking ki’s like Ray CharlesRack ’em up, pool table full of 8 balls, yeah

I’m smoking dope, I’m on my cell phone (yeah)I’m selling dope, straight off the iPhone (yeah)He want a quote, he talking 9 zones (yeah)He bought 4, I front him 5 more (huh)9 piece, straight 8 balls (yeah)MJG, bitch, I got 8 balls (yeah)9 piece, straight 8 ballsMJG, bitch, I got 8 balls

Soft white, I got that G-mix (huh)I’m going gold, crumbs to the bricks (huh)I’m on the road, lets buy some new whipsTrick a hundred hoes, spend a few chips (Rozay)9 piece, straight 8 balls (huh)Bitch, I’m blowin’ up like napalm (woo)Got your bottom bitch going AWOL (woo)Nigga’s looking at ya like you fell off (woo)No sir, not me (not me)I’m double platinum just like my Ferrari (hhuh)Bulletproof, nigga Teflon (Teflon)Why you snortin’ that? That shit stepped on (yeah)

I’m smoking dope, I’m on my cell phone (yeah)I’m selling dope, straight off the iPhone (yeah)He want a quote, he talking 9 zones (yeah)He bought 4, I front him 5 more9 piece, straight 8 balls (yeah)MJG, bitch, I got 8 balls (yeah)9 piece, straight 8 ballsMJG, bitch, I got 8 balls (yeah, yeah, yeah)

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