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
???? ???? 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
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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
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
Swish
The Streets spokesman
My people chose me
So Gimme what you owe me
A dozen black roses
Black roses
Black roses
Black roses
Black roses
Spokesman of the precious few
I represent the views of independent youth
that wrestle nail and tooth to evade neckties and suits
Cause truthfully
Understand the way you think
Stuck in the cut like I been messing
With the raiser blade
I been doing me
And chillin by my lonely
Watch the fake you turn your
Put your hands up in this bitch
This is poetry for anybody that ever gets stopped by the pigs
Police In Graves
Cause they're mental death using
Damn these streets got my whole fuckin brain outchea brus
Its like a disability
A real deal disability
I got a problem
Im obsessed with mobbin in
when I'm token up
Make a play, keep the highlights rollin
Not ya average joe, but I'm high like Rogan
Dub 9 spokesman
Unlike most of 'em
North side
notorious wordsmiths
To ever grace the multiverse
Scientists have now confirmed a link between the high frequencies
Being omitted by both Venom and Carnage
ball gets properly stocked
And by word you consider it being
"oh so clock!"
Well I'm not your spokesman
But still a man of words
And no matter how
anybody to
Ever take the same route
Qualified by the streets I was raised
8yrs young when I caught my first fade
5yrs young when I think I got saved
Got my
Once upon a time in an obscure
Part of the Milky Way Galaxy
There was a spinning ball of water and
Rock ruled by the forces of evil
The Devil
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