Lyrics:
and what about Tupac
my little brother see-Murder went to jail with AP-9 and two glocks
this ghetto got me trapped these fiends drivin' me crazy
I'm
and what about Tupac
my little brother see-Murder went to jail with AP-9 and two glocks
this ghetto got me trapped these fiends drivin' me crazy
I'm
???? ???? California, I'm best ta warn ya you'll end up like Freddy
Fuckin' with my 'fetti, we mobbin' three-deep in Chevy
AP-9, Bo and I rider, we
stops nobody knows
I m about to catch the do
Catch the do
[AP-9]
My henn full of smoke
I broke the flow to a nigga toe
Plus I m fresh out
find you and my AP nine don't jam
I'm a rider, you can't take it out of me, man
I be wildin', you can wait by my house for me, fam
I will fire
find you and my AP nine don't jam
I'm a rider, you can't take it out of me, man
I be wildin', you can wait by my house for me, fam
I will fire
nine on jam
I'm a rider you can't take it out of me man
I be wilding, you can wait by my house for me fam
I will fire and drop a hater rite where he
them double zero bags
Yeah we got big rocks, those up the block, niggas mad, call up bullet man
I need some more shells, I heard you got the ap9, out
or die, nigga
Nine's nigga's time's tickin' when I blow your mind, nigga
Call me AP-9, nigga, boogie's when we rhyme, nigga
I hit the block and have
I'm a bust my shit
Scary niggas in your click ain't prepare for this
Double eye slugs and twelve gauge think this
Hit em with the AP 9 or the M 1
exceeded their times
Lines have been drawn it's time to pick sides
As frigid as Ice T mixed with Coco AP Nine
Golden days Auld Lang Syne
Safe for now so I
too,
I got's to hang a .45 and a AP-9 too...
(CHORUS) (4X)
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I give my soul to you,
Let you search it to the grain,
Understand that i really ain’t a villain,
Can’t stop trying for my mum,
Grinding day
comfortable? You bitch you
You see I walk by, I ride by, I drive by too
I got's to hang a .45 and a AP-9 too
[Chorus] (4X)
Scary niggas in your click ain't prepare for this
Double eye slugs and 12 gauge think this
Hit 'em with the AP 9 or the M 16
See niggas so scared
line
Almost lost my mind
When I found out AP was facing nine
Niggas hating, cause we getting famous
Just by making rhymes
How the fuck you mad cause I'm
to make that mail
Day by day livin'
An nobody don't want no static
A-P 9 in the attic
Five stripes, I'm wreckin' traffic
Pullin' a G daily
Watch how I
outside by themselves
One hundred loving ways
There are one hundred ways to love a cat
One hundred loving ways
Way twenty-four: feed them some cat food
One
(Woo), MD. Yeah, JVA Let's go, let's go
LDN to the B, Rollie, A.P. Rollie
Sixteen, yeah, TREY FIVE NINE
A.P. Rollie, when you see me, Dior me
I get
a tap
Hit em with ap
Its a 9 mm and you know that its going slap
All these people talking trash
Take the money on the dash
You see me and you the flash
grand.
Did 100 chores in and out of 100 stores.
Kicked in about 100 doors.
Pass by 100 houses, sat on 100 couches.
Killed 100 mouses shopped at 100
endured the damage
No I'm not ya average
So i packed all ya shit
Its sitting by the door
Let me know when you can grab It
Gotta keep it 100 100
Gotta keep
Nie wiem czy jestem porządny ale jebać psy na 100% i co na to ty
Jestem pewnie niewygodny, wieszasz na mnie psy
A co na to ja?
Na 100% nic
Nic!
I spent a hundred on my
Fit and it's by Hundreds
I'll do whatever for them hundreds
Only hundreds
I spend them racks on my homies
But they one
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