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
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
That gin gon' keep me hype when I be watchin' over Webbie
In my city AP9's and Smith and Wessons
Thugs who second guessin' them the ones who be restin'
???? ???? 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
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
that ass like some pump dick
Feel respect from my balls I don't pause for shit
I'm quick to empty my clip and hit the gas bitch
Drive by, four
gettin' groceries
I waits behind the mailbox, like an old drunkard,
As Archie Bunker, comfortable? Ya bitch'you,
You see I walk by, I ride by, I drive by
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
So wutz happen'n
Ap 9 on me tucked
Can't be lack'n
Fish tailing Boogie going off the reel
Pharmaceuticals and magic mashrooms
Pre sale
Trap jump'n like
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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)
Yo KL, hook me up with some of that beats by the pound
Kane and Abel, gangstafied gorilla shit
We start tightin' up on these niggas like a nigga been
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
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
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
No one on the corner have swagger like us
Swagger like us, swagger-swagger like us
No one on the corner have swagger like us
Swagger like us
No one on the corner have swagger like us
Swagger like us, swagger-swagger like us
No one on the corner have swagger like us
Swagger like us
Wommer!
ARTHUR: Go and tell your master that we have been charged by God
with a sacred quest. If he will give us food and shelter for
the night he can
anointing
Revive us, revive us
Move (oh, oh, oh, oh)
By Your Spirit
Blow (oh, oh, oh, oh)
Like the wind
Fire (oh, oh, oh, oh)
Fall from heaven
No one on the corner has swagger like us
Swagger like us, swagger, swagger like us
No one on the corner has swagger like us
No one on the corner got
Us, us, us trust
There's supposed to be us babe
By now, by now
We been goin' like this for a long time
And now we're hopin' that things don't
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