Lyrics:
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
my enemy love thy brotha
And I ain't never gave a shit about a motherfucker
Hit him up and watch the guts come up out a younga stomach
You niggaz
[Kane & Abel]
Yo KL hook me up with some of that beats by the pound Kane and Abel
gangstafied guerrilla shit.
We start tightin' up on these
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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
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
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
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
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)
it's field protector
The carbon or ap9 It don't matter
Not from flint but you can call me a dog shit piler
I'm smoking the 1 this Shii real kyler
Me
man
Unless you want to count this AP 9 sitting up in my draws man
Take a pause man
Bitch I'm all man
How you know that shit nigga?
Ask your girl
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
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)
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
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
me a King Kong
Only thing I did was sing song
Now we swerving on the main land
Now they they put me in the big 6ix
AP AP on my wrist wrists
They finna
take the heat stay the fuck out of my city
You petty minded motherfucker
We break rules, and you fools
AP-10s, nine millimeters and 38-snubs bitch
Haha
O when you feel that you ain't got a friend
Come by here, come by here
I'll open up my heart and I'll let you in
Come by here, come by here
Woh come
ARTHUR: Shut up!
DENNIS: Oh! Come and see the violence inherent in the system!
HELP! HELP! I'm being repressed!
ARTHUR: Bloody peasant!
DENNIS: Oh,
(come on)
It goes one by one, even two by two
Everybody on di floor let me show you how we do
Let's go, dip it low, then you bring it up slow
Whine
murder, come, come again
Gotta kill, get 'em nowhere to run
Can't get away from my shotgun
Leavin' them bodies fucked up
Pump pump to the ground
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