[Intro: Deuce & The Truth]
Yeah, Nine Lives
California, Hollyhood
Got the liquor, feeling good
Cali' bud, light it up
Get your money, that's what's up
Yeah, that's me from the streets
In the car with my heat
What you need?
V-I-who? V-I-what? You with me
[Chorus: Deuce]
Sh-shake it to the front, sh-shake it to the back
Now turn it all around, show me how you shake that ass
I'm in the club getting buzzed, yeah, I'm faded
And baby mama, if you wanna, we can make it
Sh-shake it to the front, sh-shake it to the back
Now turn it all around, show me how you shake that ass
I'm in the club getting buzzed, yeah, I'm faded
And baby mama, if you wanna, we can make it
[Verse 1: Truth]
Yeah, just close your eyes completely shut, open your eyes and face The Truth
Marinate facts, observe the scene, GML, respect the roots
Money, money, I get it, get it, hustle hard, no looking back
Shake them haters, that's for real, make some moves and watch me stack
I'm hood, baby, can't you tell? Hollywood, fuck Glendale
Oh well, I went to jail, guess what? Deuce got bail
Nine Lives, off my chain, I'm cuckoo, so insane
Mona Lisa, perfect picture, got beef, my pistol get you
Chuck Taylors, white T's, low riders, man, please
Back up off me, you fucking chump, turn this up and let it bump
Ruthless cats on my team, nightmare, I'm in your dream
You're the crop, I'm the cream, I'm the hustler, you're the fiend
Back it up, shake that ass, me and Deuce, no need to ask
He gone crazy, lost his mask, I gone crazy and got his back
Lights on, lights off, it's about to spark off
Flow is so heavy, it'll knock your socks off
Yeah, Nine Lives
California, Hollyhood
Got the liquor, feeling good
Cali' bud, light it up
Get your money, that's what's up
Yeah, that's me from the streets
In the car with my heat
What you need?
V-I-who? V-I-what? You with me
[Chorus: Deuce]
Sh-shake it to the front, sh-shake it to the back
Now turn it all around, show me how you shake that ass
I'm in the club getting buzzed, yeah, I'm faded
And baby mama, if you wanna, we can make it
Sh-shake it to the front, sh-shake it to the back
Now turn it all around, show me how you shake that ass
I'm in the club getting buzzed, yeah, I'm faded
And baby mama, if you wanna, we can make it
[Verse 1: Truth]
Yeah, just close your eyes completely shut, open your eyes and face The Truth
Marinate facts, observe the scene, GML, respect the roots
Money, money, I get it, get it, hustle hard, no looking back
Shake them haters, that's for real, make some moves and watch me stack
I'm hood, baby, can't you tell? Hollywood, fuck Glendale
Oh well, I went to jail, guess what? Deuce got bail
Nine Lives, off my chain, I'm cuckoo, so insane
Mona Lisa, perfect picture, got beef, my pistol get you
Chuck Taylors, white T's, low riders, man, please
Back up off me, you fucking chump, turn this up and let it bump
Ruthless cats on my team, nightmare, I'm in your dream
You're the crop, I'm the cream, I'm the hustler, you're the fiend
Back it up, shake that ass, me and Deuce, no need to ask
He gone crazy, lost his mask, I gone crazy and got his back
Lights on, lights off, it's about to spark off
Flow is so heavy, it'll knock your socks off
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