AP.9 OF THE MOB FIGAZ - My life lyrics

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(feat. Messy Marv)

[Messy Marv: talkin]

Yeah this young Mess man, tulf politickin'

Understand, Out here in the concrete jungle

Young gorillas

Man war time man

With millitary mindstate

AP.9, In stores now go get that man

Steady Mobbin' Productions

You know my boy Mike Mosley nigga

[AP.9]

When I shoot I don't shoot to hit

I shoot to kill

When I do you know I do it for mills

And that's for real

I'm signin', icing

Drivin' wit no license

Niggas wasn't livin' right

On heads I'm puttin' prices, huh

It's funny how niggas they want some money

But niggas don't wanna get they hands bloody

And it's funny

It's funny how niggas is dummies

Snortin' hop, now we bleedin' on his buddy

Importin' the glocks, workin' the clock

Cookin' the cream

Twirkin' the beam

Now I'm fuckin' your team

They workin' for me

I never seen a nigga workin' for free

But now that I have, I got a ho to a slab of them keys

It's me AP

That first letter

Thar sixteenth letter

That ninth number

In the Sco in a white hummer

You might wonder how we came up on the under