Lyrics:

Here's the latest, from the king of badness
I got the shit that makes niggas wanna flip
G'd up, all bettin' with beanies
Sweatin' all the bitches, to blow our weenies
Niggas all gettin' drunk
And smokin' a bomb bud, oh wait
Here's a punk, pop the trunk
'Cause it's a gang of jackers in the front smokin' on a hump
Some shit was said about blue and red
But I'm colorblind, and I got a 9
Threw up the sign I cock the 9
I cock the 9
Well, nigga, pop the 9, and let it holler
Test dride with a neighborhood scholar
Black Impala, blue Chucks on
Gettin' outta Tucson
Hip-hop thugsta, get the fuck on
Niggas looking shifty, do they wanna diss me
Lick me, show me love, or peel my cap quickly?
My sixth sense won't let me slip
Don't puff with the dragon, I'm still toe taggin' 'em
Hit the spot wit' a dime, still baggin' 'em
It's the loco S.A.B
On the vocal, blast my way out
Eazy paved the way, all you bitch niggas stay out
I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9 (And everything is fine)
I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9 (And homie popped the 9)
I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9
I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9 (And homie popped the 9)
It's like dice game, dice game, niggas gettin' they roll on
Everything all good 'til niggas gettin' stole on
Can't we all get together and shoot? Fuck
I grabbed my gun then I picked up my loot
But I didn't lose shit so it's all good
Leavin' bumpin' Eazy-E 'Boyz n the Hood'
'Cause I'm a gangsta, so I can relate
Most of these niggas is fake and be tryin' to hate
I put a buster in his place, I put one in his face
Obey my thirst and give him a taste
That's how I does it, that's how I do it (that's how I do it)
And the murder weapon that I use, you know I threw it
He kept pursuin' so I had to do it, uh
Play for keeps that's the rule of the streets, uh
Dick Tracy, all on my nuts
Like Cagney and Lacey, it don't faze me
Ruthless is the label that pays me
But this one H.K. weigh a ton
Word to Yella with the porno freaks on the run
Bring ya condoms enter the kingdom
Hardco', from the ceilin' to the floor
Infared at ya window
Plus the E go hangin' out the beamer, though
Drop shit like a seagull, for the people
Hoes make a contribution
But y'all don't hear me tho
I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9 (And everything is fine)
I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9 (And homie popped the 9)
I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9
I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9 (And homie popped the 9)
Tuck it next to my dick, pull them up real tight
Just in case it's on, and a nigga gotta fight
Or a nigga gotta bust
But who in the fuck said 'In God I trust'?
The shit went down, everybody started runnin'
Bitches screamin' and the bullets kept comin'
Ran into a nigga tryna to save mine
Reached for my gun, aww shit
I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9 (And everything is fine)
I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9 (And homie popped the 9)
I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9
I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9 (And homie popped the 9)
I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9
I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9 (And homie popped the 9)
I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9
I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9 (And homie popped the 9)
I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9
I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9 (And homie popped the 9)
I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9
I cock the 9, I cock the 9, I cock the 9