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
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
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
fo'-fifths and extra clips
entrepreneur, check my profile, that Mob nigga now
Pushin' weight to my Eastend loc, he called me craze is grey?
Like Tony but
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
to teachers
My parents or preachers
Probably why I'm a dreamer
Achieving in features
Living in leisure
Fillets in the freezer
Got me a keeper
She treat me like
blood's up on my Polo,
(CHORUS)
YELLA:
Stop playin' with me, stop playin' with me bitch, stop playin' with me..
I'm like the BG's I'm gat totin, but this
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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)
to empty my clip and hit the gas bitch
Drive by, 4 niggas thinkin' like they the shit
Bye, bye, Mr. Kane bring the pain like project brings to the brain
My
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
like im timmy turner
Got two hoes right by my burner
Boy you better stop yo mur mur
Bouta call up steven kur kur
See my ice you start brr brr
Whats yo
a black Bimmer
But my dream's to own a fly casino
Like Bugsy Siegel, and do it all legal
And get scooped up by the little homie in the Regal, uh
It
a black Bimmer
But my dream's to own a fly casino
Like Bugsy Siegel, and do it all legal
And get scooped up by the little homie in the Regal, uh
It
of hearin' these voices in my head
The streets is deathrow
('Cause I'll beat you down, like it ain't nothin') yeah
The streets is deathrow (like it ain't
a black Bimmer
But my dream's to own a fly casino
Like Bugsy Siegel, and do it all legal
And get scooped up by the little homie in the Regal, uh
It
a black Bimmer
But my dream's to own a fly casino
Like Bugsy Siegel, and do it all legal
And get scooped up by the little homie in the Regal, uh
It
a black Bimmer
But my dream's to own a fly casino
Like Bugsy Siegel, and do it all legal
And get scooped up by the little homie in the Regal, uh
It
That 44 wrapped 'round my hip
You talkin' to me like a bitch
Fuckin' around, and get split
Juggin' out in public
Wylin' out like nothin'
Pourin' lean in
learn my G/
This ain't the type of spot to act like you the craziest/
Cause someone's crazier than your crazy ass. That's the way it is/
Dont believe me?
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