[Intro: Buckshot & Michael Wright]
Nine to your, nine to your—
Nine to your, nine to your—
Nine to your dome, ho
Nine to your dome, ho
Nine to your, nine to your—
To all the motherfuckin' kids they understand of this: Nine motherfuckin' millimeter
This is the flavor that they savor up here, neighbor

[Chorus: Buckshot]
Nine to your dome, ho, what you gonna do, bitch?
Nine to your dome, what-what-what you gonna do, bitch?
Nine to your dome, ho, what you gonna do, bitch?
Nine to your dome, what you-what you gonna do, bitch?
Nine to your dome, ho, what you gonna do, bitch?
Nine to your dome, what-what-what you gonna do, bitch?
Nine to your dome, ho, what you gonna do, bitch?
Nine to your dome, what you-what you gonna do, bitch?

[Verse 1: Project Pat]
The motherfuckin' south is in the house for the 9-4
Memphis n***as, n***a, and we killers who gon' run the floor
One of you hoes step, one of you hoes gonna die, bitch
Ain't no thang, simple and plain, bang in your eye, bitch
Tricky type ass n***as always wanna flex they nuts
But they gonna get fucked with this nine stuck up they butt
Unload this whole damn clip up in your asshole
Nah, it's too late to squash that shit, I'm gonna blast, ho
Fuck the Five-O, and the motherfuckin' jump and grab
Searchin' a real n***a in his draws, like they ass a fag
Get your god damn hands up off a real one
Just before I make you feel the bullets from my steel, some
Pig ass cop think I'm playin', but I'm from the hood
North Memphis, ho, yeah, rank it, bitch, Hollywood
Ready and prepared, that's to execute you with my tone
What you gonna do when my nine chrome's at your dome?
Bitches
[Chorus: Buckshot]
Nine to your dome, ho, what you gonna do, bitch?
Nine to your dome, what-what-what you gonna do, bitch?
Nine to your dome, ho, what you gonna do, bitch?
Nine to your dome, what you-what you gonna do, bitch?
Nine to your dome, ho, what you gonna do, bitch?
Nine to your dome, what-what-what you gonna do, bitch?
Nine to your dome, ho, what you gonna do, bitch?
Nine to your dome, what you-what you gonna do, bitch?

[Verse 2: Project Pat]
Nine motherfuckin' millimeter, ain't no tradin', ho
This some real shit, street shit, lettin' these suckers know
If your ass step, go ahead, make me pull the trigger
Fuckin' with me, dog, you gon' make me catch a charge, n***a
Figure out a way with these hollow point copper tips
Slip, trip, cock back, quick, then I shoot a bitch
Ain't no damn fuckin' around, thirteen rounds at your head
Aim point blank at your face, makin' sure you're dead
Headed to my motherfuckin' ride, ditchin' evidence
Mask off, Locs on, headed to my residence
Consequences, they occur when you talkin' smack
Thinkin' you the big man, but you better watch your back
Rat-a-tat-tat, with the sound of the TEC-9
Take this, trick, bitch ass n***a tryin' to take mine
Oh, nah, man, ain't t gonna take yours, man, know I'm sayin'?
Ain't nothin' like that, dog, you know I'm sayin'?
Nine to your fuckin' dome, bitch
[Chorus: Buckshot]
Nine to your dome, ho, what you gonna do, bitch?
Nine to your dome, what-what-what you gonna do, bitch?
Nine to your dome, ho, what you gonna do, bitch?
Nine to your dome, what you-what you gonna do, bitch?
Nine to your dome, ho, what you gonna do, bitch?
Nine to your dome, what-what-what you gonna do, bitch?
Nine to your dome, ho, what you gonna do, bitch?
Nine to your dome, what you, what you gonna do, bitch?