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
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
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
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
???? ???? 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
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
couldn't do it
Every day in the streets I know
My life on the line
Ain't no pressure, I feel fine
I tote Hecklers, AP9s
Why is it a crime to protect me
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
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
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
snitches gag
When I get up on my bag
All these snitches gag
When I get up on my bag
All these snitches gag
When I get up on my bag
They gone ah!
They gone
Surrounded by niggaz but now mutha fuckaz down to waste your back.
Chorus
Death row is bitches
Wanna be gangstas
Them niggaz just snitches
Death row is
around me
(guilt-guilty by association)
I heard you were snitches so
Don't come around me
(guilt-guilty by association)
I heard you talkin lick
Don't talk
a gat/nah/ he was betrayed /by a mother fucking rat/Fuck all you snitches and rats/fuck all you snitches and rats/how you gonna tell and come back/I hope you
Time's still changing 'cause brothers
Turnin' into snitches
Time's still changing 'cause brothers
Turnin' into snitches
Time's still changing 'cause
As a cocaine cowboy (cowboy)
And the cops on the lookout
Each n every day
Workin with dem snitches
Endin' up another raid
On a cocaine cowboy (cowboy)
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