Rolling 200 Deep IX lyrics

[Verse 70: Big Noyd]
Strip 'em for their jewels, the game need a makeover
Get down or lay down, it's the takeover
G-Star black rims on the Range Rover
Cuban link Jesus piece for my block soldiers
Not familiar with it? You better learn quick
n*ggas from the hood handle guns like John Wick
It's not a movie, dawg, real life hardship
The streets get funkier than dog sh*t

[Verse 71: Head I.C.E]
I'm the connect, had to turn up the bass 'cause n*ggas fiendin'
The sure shot break up the block, you'll break to pieces
Get your door knocked, I'm kickin' down pots you ever peed in
Convenient how we spin back shootin' from Europeans
f*ck a get-back, tote an AR, they fall harder
It's pitch black, snatch up his kids, let's go farther
Bring your b*tch back battered and bruised, you both targets
Who did that? Tell 'em the wolf that roamed Harlem

[Verse 72: E-A-Ski]
My perspective is all smoke and mirrors and these n*ggas is pushin' homo
Anything to get the f*ckin' bag and a little promo
Bars very limited, men very feminine
These hoes think they winnin' but that surgery's ridiculous
It's all for the clout chase, thinkin' that we all bait
These winners still losin' 'cause they engaged in self-hate
Trauma victims so I guess that's just how the drama get 'em
You can't live without 'em and they make it hard to deal with 'em
[Verse 73: Sadat X]
Now, I was on the first 110 why wouldn't I be on the next, too?
Slay sent it to me and I sent it back through
Ate it up like good pus*y, that's just what I do (I do it)
Sixteen bars keep the car running
Slay said he only needed eight, so on the other half, I'll wait
What y'all n*ggas think is great is basura
Who's your insurer? I'm '88 Ramirez and a triple beam
Three G packs sewn into my inseams

[Verse 74: El Da Sensei]
Two hundred, we blunted
Concurrent we dumpin' arms in your function
Marvelous talkin', marchin' for something
Hard as the drumming, start up the markers and prior warnings
Sound that alarm and we fire through livewire performing
Artifacts under bricks, rubble, double the spit
Untouchable wit, we driven, we trouble, bust in your sh*t
Notable hits, monstrous, known for mic accomplishments
Body occupants, bunkers and bombing, it's obvious

[Verse 75: Tame One]
I don't have no kids I seen like go get ice cream
No House In Virginia, no COVID-19
Face the facts, y'all basic cats
Wasted rats, you need to have your faces slapped
The cats tired of waitin', I'm back from hibernatin'
'Cause I took the greatest hiatus on the rap vacation
Awoken a bear, provokin' stares, tryna diss
I stay in the lab like scientists
[Verse 76: Brillo]
Ain't the coke, it's the cut leaving 'em numb
GoFundMe when you die, they grieving a bum
Know some millionaires, I never needed a crumb (Never)
Chainsaw ain't leavin' a thumb
Half moon filled with red jackets
Dodging a RICO, all the fed tactics
Hit you in your head for practice
f*ck a range, die 'fore I tuck my chain, Brillo!

[Verse 77: Daddy-O]
Truth is I made it out the ghetto on a scholarship
Tomahawks and Jolly Stompers, no Bloods and Crips
My mama moved from Atlanta to East New York
So you could say I had a Southern way of being taught
Asthmatic as a kid before Albuterol
You be wonderin' who to call from what I do to y'all
The Stetsasonic chief, New Lots and Hendrix Street
I'm spittin' fire, Kay Slay be sweepin' the street

[Verse 78: Chi-Ali]
Thought I was done with rap, then Slay hit me (Slay!)
Ride for the b*tches but n*ggas don't play with me
Stay with me, it's that big old thing
Little n*gga hoppin' out that big old Range
And we stay up to date, we ain't pushin' nothing late
But when I put it in reverse, all that love turn to hate
But that hate turn to love when I go up in the glove (Yeah Swisha!)
You might catch me in the A, word to my n*gga Russ
[Verse 79: Tragedy Khadafi]
Yo! Aura be lit, I am all the way with this sh*ts
No estrogen in me, n*gga, I don't blow di*k
Massage parlor feel ‘em, the streets know he a real one
Kill your own when the deeds run down, y'all fear 'em
You don't look for acceptance, validation, or credit
In the pain game like Pappy Mason with life sentence
Ready to die on your feet before you live on your knees
Stronger than weak n*ggas, mock the villainous Queens

[Verse 80: Twista]
I kick ass 'cause I get paid to, shoot something before you blink
When I grab the gun and rifle off the table (Pew!)
I spit it fast 'cause I am able
Or say something to make you think
Like "Did Adam from the Bible have a navel?"
Walkin' like I'm an Egyptian with an immaculate elegance
I never wanna be known as a king, I be more like a emperor that's on the back of an elephant
Full of logic and knowledge while others are lackin' intelligence
And I be the one that gotta put 'em in the bottom of the pit
You wouldn't wanna be the body that I murder, I'ma hurt 'em

[Verse 81: Cee-Lo Green]
Put numbers on the NASDAQ, my last trap was ASCAP
Her ass clap for Cash App, get whacked over Snapchat
I blast back, make glass crack
Your whole life a flashback, hit the hole like a halfback
My last snap went past rap, you wanna stop me? Try a bear trap
I'd rather Boogie Bear back
Yo, once I black out that dog will bark into your back back
And that's that, dump the body where the trash at
We sit back and laugh at when the rats rap

[Verse 82: E.D.I. Mean]
Who done it? Back with 200 more
Kay Slay, EDIDON, Outlawz
My balls and my word, that's all I ever had
Plus the shottie ridin' shottie with me in the rag
These n*ggas mad 'cause I ain't goin' nowhere no time soon
Just a goon since a little n*gga, hungry and rude
Now I'm OG like gold teeth and Spot-Bilts
Knocked more hoes than Wilt, catch me speedin' off with a mil

[Verse 83: Hocus45th]
Chess player, move his pawns well (Facts!)
The best n*gga saying I'm next like RL (Next!)
They hate 'cause I get cake like Carvel
I done cut n*ggas and gave 'em a scarred grill
The game sour so I had to bring the bars back (Facts!)
Lyrical assassin, killer with a contract
Real hip-hop (What up?), you n*ggas can't talk that
Everybody should bow to The Bronx 'cause we started that