Nina Video (MV)

Straight out the jungle
Can't trust nothing
Get hit with them things
Mac 11, three five seven
Let them bullets rain
They walk fast when we drive slow
Bitch nigga, tucc your chain
From the bottom
Only a few can relate... this pain
When they ridin' with the Nina
There's no discussion
When they ridin' with the Nina
Them niggaz get to bussin'
When the ridin with the Nina
They ain't afraid to squeeze her
When they ridin with the Nina
Cause they love Ms. Millimeter
Nina on my side no pressure
You gon' get the message
Ain't no flexing around here
These niggaz gon' be bussing
Dope in my New Balance
Tryna catch a flight to London
Hustlin' and stuntin'
Yeah, you can tell I'm up to something
But these niggaz gon' hate on us
They don't wanna see us coming
The real one's they gon' ride with us
Fucc niggaz we can't trust 'em
These bullets they ain't got no name
So they let it rain
The streets a motha fucca
Sweep and swoop in a van
That's ransoms for them bandz
No laccing, relaxing they paccing
And busting and busting again
Unload and reload
Let it go, once it goes you be gone on demand
Cause they riding with Nina
Italiano the Beretta
No can can fucc with these sistas
Straight out the jungle
Can't trust nothing
Get hit with them things
Mac 11, three five seven
Let them bullets rain
They walk fast when we drive slow
Bitch nigga, tucc your chain
From the bottom
Only a few can relate... this pain
When they ridin' with the Nina
There's no discussion
When they ridin' with the Nina
Them niggaz get to bussin'
When the ridin with the Nina
They ain't afraid to squeeze her
When they ridin with the Nina
Cause they love Ms. Millimeter
When they ridin' with the Nina
In a two seater
Got the shotgun ridin' shotgun
In a blacc on blacc Beamer
Stay away from all the schemers
Can't let these pussies reach us
They be preaching all this cheating
We be bustin' 'til we feed 'em
And they 'bout that life so they can't let the drama fly
They pay no mind when they see your baby mama cry
They bring the statics, automatic
Take it from the attic
See you in traffic, let you have it
It's a bad habit... Such a bad habit
No laccing, relaxing they paccing
And busting and busting again
Unload and reload
Let it go, once it goes you be gone on demand
Cause they riding with Nina
Italiano the Beretta
No can can fucc with these sistas
Straight out the jungle
Can't trust nothing
Get hit with them things
Mac 11, three five seven
Let them bullets rain
They walk fast when we drive slow
Bitch nigga, tucc your chain
From the bottom
Only a few can relate... this pain
When they ridin' with the Nina
There's no discussion
When they ridin' with the Nina
Them niggaz get to bussin'
When the ridin with the Nina
They ain't afraid to squeeze her
When they ridin with the Nina
Cause they love Ms. Millimeter