9 Milli Bros
Ghostface Killah Lyrics


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The burners in the stash, we about the cash
We got females that got it like that
The golden childs that bone the crowd
See niggas in the place that bit my style

Well I'm a singer, dancer, we bulletproof brothers
Wu-tang got the answer
'Cause if I had a chance, to do it again
I will still keep the heat in my pants, uh

Y'all be nice to the crackheads, everybody listen up
I shot one of my bitches, the hoe ain't trick enough
Word life to big screen don, tapping dustbones out
With star writers like I fucked celine dion
Stuck everything that's the god's honest beyond
We airin' niggas out that's the type shit that we on
Official wu-tang headbanger
Flood your space with big waves like you didn't set an anchor

Yo, I drink heavy gallons of crew, play the big part
Niggas got squid on the grill, selling kids clarks
Finesse notes, yo, the guess on with the best pose
Yellow swede one matching hat with the grey gun
Niggas be rhymin' for nothing, then my team pull up
We all throw down y'all broke niggas stay frontin'
Lines come digital stupid, plus ain't got no jewlery on
Bet I'm still live and I'm coopin'
Two of my silverbacks run through a pack of your wolves
Front on react and sippin' cog-i-nac so relax dude
Know I'm with these cracks dude

Yo, 1, 2, Dirt Mcgirt!
Solid tone smith with 5th shots, lick shots
Leave your head like a shaolin monk with 6 dots
Brooklyn, zoo, zoo (yo)
Brooklyn, zoo! (yo!)

It's the return of bin laden, grab your armor
Smash pretty boy niggas, crush they karma
Eat bones with alligators, roll deep, with my entourage
My whole crew's fresh out the bars
Diggler, aka the cab driver
Drop him off in the middle of fire
Dirty island, drag bodies to the murder land
Knock niggas out hurtin' my hand

I remember in the elevators when we was playin' corners
Now we play the corners and the cops is stayin' on us, (uh)
Staten's where the war is
Where the court system's running out of warrants
Where TNT be jumping out the Taurus
For real I can't call it
You see I love Lucy 'cause she lawless
Exactly like that 1-0-3-0-4 is
Snitch niggas swallow your tongue
Already know the island I'm from
And y'all don't want no problems with them

We got a history, full of lightning victories
Conceptual breakthrough it ain't no mystery
Long vision, from giants in every way
Rap czars, magnificent flows for every day
From the east to the ville, from the west to the hills
Incredible rhymes, encouraging skill
From rat packs, the smallest crews were enormous
They hit 'em fast, with an effortless performance
MCs start fleeing in flocks
Especially those that's more sensitive to heat and shock

We grindin', down to the bone
My name grounded in stone
I'm mr. Violence we loungin' with chrome
Mr. Violence we lounge in his home, hit the housing on Rome
Shining like a hundred thousand in stones
Move mountains with poems, got a jones for dinero
1-6-zero my songs we throwin' elbows
The hoes cling, sho thing, we know kings
Only dime dikes, with minds right, we choose queens

Yeah we wild like rockstars who smash guitars
Yo son split his face with the toast, he ain't ghost
It's no joke iron coat rife him with the stroke
One toke brains float, shot to the throat
Before the smoke hit, witness the killing
On the crime scene
Body on the block
Eyes open from the shock
Of being popped in the neck
Yet he still had a lit cigarette between his fingers
Danger when you step into the chamber with the master
Disaster, gotta blast ya, 'cause I hafta

The rat pack is back from the island of Stat'
Leave you cursed off, 'cause you worship the gat
The first one to snap drunk off the Smirnoff
Blow the bouncer's ear off, let him floss he the boss
Handcuffed, to the turntables like, Wizard Theodore
See it's pure, let it rain curly ounces
Bang him with the thing that hang from the trousers




You don't want no drama, I'm flaming fast
That nigga jumped up and did the Damon Dash

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of “9 Milli Bros” by Ghostface Killah feat. Wu-Tang Clan feature vivid depictions of street life in Staten Island with references to guns (“burners”), cash, and women who have it all. Ghostface speaks of his confidence in his ability to perform as a singer and dancer with impeccable style, while still emphasizing the central role “heat” plays in his life. The song also features lively verses from other members of Wu-Tang Clan, including Dirt McGirt (aka Ol’ Dirty Bastard), RZA, and Method Man.


The lyrics reference the gritty reality of living in Staten Island, where people deal with the constant threat of violence and the court system is overwhelmed with cases. The lines “Staten’s where the war is/ Where the court system’s running out of warrants/ Where TNT be jumping out the Taurus” speak to the persistent violence that pervades everyday life on the island. The lyrics also reference the group’s rise to fame and their influence on the rap industry, emphasizing the greatness of their flows and performance.


Overall, “9 Milli Bros” captures the raw energy and intensity that are hallmarks of Wu-Tang Clan’s music. The lyrics reveal a glimpse into the realities of life in urban America, while also highlighting the group’s acclaim as performers.


Line by Line Meaning

The burners in the stash, we about the cash
We have weapons hidden away, our main focus is making money


We got females that got it like that
We have women who are successful and in control of their lives


The golden childs that bone the crowd
We are the talented and charismatic individuals who captivate the audience


See niggas in the place that bit my style
I see other people trying to copy my unique style and swagger


Well I'm a singer, dancer, we bulletproof brothers
I am a versatile artist who is part of a strong and unstoppable group


Wu-tang got the answer
The Wu-Tang Clan has the solution or the remedy for any situation


'Cause if I had a chance, to do it again
If given the opportunity, I would make the same choices


I will still keep the heat in my pants, uh
I will continue to carry my weapon for protection


Y'all be nice to the crackheads, everybody listen up
Treat the vulnerable and struggling individuals with kindness and empathy, pay attention


I shot one of my bitches, the hoe ain't trick enough
I betrayed and hurt someone I was involved with, as she did not meet my expectations


Word life to big screen don, tapping dustbones out
I pay homage to the legends of the film industry, removing any dust of irrelevance


With star writers like I fucked celine dion
I collaborate with exceptional and influential writers, just like I had an intimate connection with a famous singer


Stuck everything that's the god's honest beyond
I have experienced and achieved everything that is truthful and transcendent


We airin' niggas out that's the type shit that we on
We are exposing and confronting individuals who have wronged us, it's the approach we adopt


Official wu-tang headbanger
I am a legitimate member of the Wu-Tang Clan, known for making music that impacts listeners


Flood your space with big waves like you didn't set an anchor
I will overwhelm your environment with powerful and influential energy, disrupting your stability


Yo, I drink heavy gallons of crew, play the big part
I consume a large amount of alcohol and have a significant role in my crew


Niggas got squid on the grill, selling kids clarks
People are cooking seafood and selling expensive sneakers to make money


Finesse notes, yo, the guess on with the best pose
I skillfully execute musical notes, while rocking the most fashionable outfits with confidence


Yellow swede one matching hat with the grey gun
I wear a yellow suede outfit, including a hat, while carrying a gun


Niggas be rhymin' for nothing, then my team pull up
Other individuals rap without purpose, but when my crew arrives, it's a whole different story


We all throw down y'all broke niggas stay frontin'
We all contribute and showcase our skills, while those who lack financial stability continue to put on a facade


Lines come digital stupid, plus ain't got no jewlery on
My lyrics are advanced and impressive, even though I don't wear expensive jewelry


Bet I'm still live and I'm coopin'
I guarantee that I am still lively and successful


Two of my silverbacks run through a pack of your wolves
Two powerful members of my crew overpower a group of your intimidating associates


Front on react and sippin' cog-i-nac so relax dude
If you provoke us, be prepared for the consequences while we remain calm and sip cognac


Know I'm with these cracks dude
Understand that I am deeply involved in dangerous activities


Yo, 1, 2, Dirt Mcgirt!
Attention, introducing the artist Dirt McGirt!


Solid tone smith with 5th shots, lick shots
I am a skilled and precise artist who uses a firearm, shooting accurately


Leave your head like a shaolin monk with 6 dots
I will leave you in a state of confusion or enlightenment, similar to a Shaolin monk


Brooklyn, zoo, zoo (yo)
Welcome to the intense and chaotic environment of Brooklyn


Brooklyn, zoo! (yo!)
Emphasizing the wild and unpredictable nature of Brooklyn


It's the return of bin laden, grab your armor
I am back with a powerful presence, urging everyone to prepare for battle


Smash pretty boy niggas, crush they karma
I aggressively defeat and humiliate individuals who rely on their looks, causing them to face the consequences of their actions


Eat bones with alligators, roll deep, with my entourage
I fearlessly engage in dangerous activities, surrounded by a loyal and supportive group of friends


My whole crew's fresh out the bars
All the members of my crew recently got released from prison


Diggler, aka the cab driver
I am known as Diggler and my alternate persona is a taxi driver


Drop him off in the middle of fire
I leave someone in a dangerous or chaotic situation


Dirty island, drag bodies to the murder land
I am from a dangerous place where violence is prevalent, and I am involved in disposing of dead bodies


Knock niggas out hurtin' my hand
I defeat and injure individuals, causing physical pain to my own hands


I remember in the elevators when we was playin' corners
I recall a time when we were engaging in illegal activities in a building's elevators


Now we play the corners and the cops is stayin' on us, (uh)
Currently, we continue to engage in illegal activities in public, while law enforcement closely monitors our actions


Staten's where the war is
Staten Island is the battleground for a conflict or rivalry


Where the court system's running out of warrants
The judicial system is struggling to issue arrest warrants


Where TNT be jumping out the Taurus
People are using explosives to commit crimes, often involving stolen Ford Taurus vehicles


For real I can't call it
Honestly, I am unable to fully comprehend or explain the situation


You see I love Lucy 'cause she lawless
I am attracted to Lucy because she is rebellious and disregards the law


Exactly like that 1-0-3-0-4 is
Just like the area with the zip code 10304, where lawlessness is prevalent


Snitch niggas swallow your tongue
Individuals who betray others keep their silence and refuse to cooperate with authorities


Already know the island I'm from
It is already widely known that I come from Staten Island


And y'all don't want no problems with them
You definitely do not want to initiate any conflicts or disagreements with my crew


We got a history, full of lightning victories
We have a long and successful past, filled with impressive and quick triumphs


Conceptual breakthrough it ain't no mystery
We have been revolutionary with our ideas, and our achievements are not baffling or difficult to understand


Long vision, from giants in every way
We have a strategic and insightful perspective, just like influential figures in various aspects of life


Rap czars, magnificent flows for every day
We are the kings of rap, delivering exceptional and impressive lyrics on a consistent basis


From the east to the ville, from the west to the hills
Our influence and talent extends from the eastern areas to the city and from the western regions to the hills


Incredible rhymes, encouraging skill
We have outstanding and awe-inspiring lyrics that inspire and motivate others to enhance their own abilities


From rat packs, the smallest crews were enormous
Even small groups like the Rat Pack were incredibly successful and influential


They hit 'em fast, with an effortless performance
They achieve their goals swiftly and with ease, showcasing their natural talents


MCs start fleeing in flocks
Other rappers quickly retreat and scatter in large numbers, fearing our superiority


Especially those that's more sensitive to heat and shock
Particularly those who are easily provoked or affected by our fiery and impactful presence


We grindin', down to the bone
We are dedicated and working tirelessly, even to the point of exhaustion


My name grounded in stone
My reputation and legacy are firmly established and respected


I'm mr. Violence we loungin' with chrome
My persona is associated with violence, and I am calmly relaxing with a firearm


Mr. Violence we lounge in his home, hit the housing on Rome
Mr. Violence, a character known for his violent nature, relaxes in his territory and causes chaos in the housing projects of Rome


Shining like a hundred thousand in stones
I am radiating with brilliance and wealth, as if covered in expensive diamonds


Move mountains with poems, got a jones for dinero
I have the ability to achieve greatness and influence through my impactful lyrics, and I have a strong desire for money


1-6-zero my songs we throwin' elbows
My music is so powerful and energetic, it feels like throwing elbows in a crowded space


The hoes cling, sho thing, we know kings
Women are drawn to us and are eager to be with us, as we are the true rulers


Only dime dikes, with minds right, we choose queens
We only engage with high-quality women who have the right mindset and character, we select our partners carefully


Yeah we wild like rockstars who smash guitars
We exhibit a wild and rebellious behavior similar to rockstars, who destroy guitars as a symbol of their nonconformity


Yo son split his face with the toast, he ain't ghost
My friend violently slashed someone's face with a firearm, leaving a permanent mark, proving he is real and not invisible


It's no joke iron coat rife him with the stroke
It is a serious matter, as we heavily armed ourselves and attacked him mercilessly


One toke brains float, shot to the throat
Taking one puff of marijuana causes a euphoric and altered mental state, feeling detached from reality, and a gunshot wound to the throat


Before the smoke hit, witness the killing
Before the marijuana smoke even fully affects the mind, witness the act of killing someone


On the crime scene
At the location where the illegal activity has occurred


Body on the block
A dead body lying on the street


Eyes open from the shock
The deceased person's eyes remain open due to the sudden and shocking nature of their death


Of being popped in the neck
They were shot in the neck


Yet he still had a lit cigarette between his fingers
Despite being fatally wounded, the person retains their grip on a lit cigarette


Danger when you step into the chamber with the master
Entering a space where I am present is risky and potentially hazardous, as I am highly skilled and formidable


Disaster, gotta blast ya, 'cause I hafta
If necessary, I will explosively eliminate any threat or obstacle, as it is my obligation


The rat pack is back from the island of Stat'
The group of individuals known as the Rat Pack has returned from Staten Island


Leave you cursed off, 'cause you worship the gat
I will leave you in a terrible state, as you blindly idolize and rely on firearms


The first one to snap drunk off the Smirnoff
I am the first person to become angry and aggressive after consuming large quantities of Smirnoff vodka


Blow the bouncer's ear off, let him floss he the boss
I will shoot the club bouncer, removing his ear, to show everyone that I am in control and dominant


Handcuffed, to the turntables like, Wizard Theodore
I am forcefully restrained and controlled while performing as a DJ, similar to how Wizard Theodore was limited in his movements


See it's pure, let it rain curly ounces
What I am about to deliver is genuine and unadulterated, let the high-quality marijuana fall like rain


Bang him with the thing that hang from the trousers
Strike him with the firearm that is holstered in the waistband of my pants


You don't want no drama, I'm flaming fast
You definitely do not want to engage in any conflicts, as I am quick to ignite and escalate the situation


That nigga jumped up and did the Damon Dash
Suddenly, that person reacted aggressively and assertively, imitating Damon Dash's confrontational demeanor




Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: C Smith, Corey Woods, D Thompson, Dennis Coles, E Turner, J Hunter, R Diggs

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