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federal - ap. 9 lyrics

[intro: ap.9, bailey & e*40]
don’t you know
this another one of them do the d*mn thang
sippin hen’ big thangs, diamond rings watch yourself, f*ckin’ ’em up like now beats
don’t you know?
f*ckin’ ’em up like now beats
don’t you know?
mobster
yeah this one of them do the d*mn thang
ahead of you sippin’ hen’ big thangs, diamond rings watch yourself, f*ck’ ’em up like now beats
f*ckin’ em up like now beats i’m just a mobster

[verse 1: ap.9]
i’m goin’ federal, shucks this ain’t no d*mn miracle
f*ckin’ ’em up like that, puttin’ in work sumn terrible
so before you get to this sh*t you best to read up on my history
i’m known to the world as mr. get a gat b*i*s*h*o to the p
k!llin’ mothaf*ckas off crucial, sittin’ ’em down mutual
spittin’ that ol’ playa’ mobster sh*t tryna maintain a strong grip
oaktown, california where i was born, raised and harvested
1974 i’ve been a hustler on the go
popo’s wanna blast me, me and tre be needin’ cash
you and bullet, tell me to tell me money so we sellin crass
leader not a follower became a bank boss baller
put together a group called the m*o*b f*i*g*a*z i’m the shot caller
i’m goin’ federal
[chorus: ap.9 & e*40]
i’m just a mobster
i’m just a mobster don’t you know
i’m just a mobster
i’m just a mobster don’t you know

[interlude: bailey]
yeah as far as it go in the year 2002
goiin’ federal is the thang to do
so ap, get on this here mic and spit some of that mob sh*t at ’em you know?

[verse 2: ap.9]
i’m owning lavish vehicles they only make like one of ’em
purple seats at the fights takin’ long expensive flights
i love playin’ red runny ’cause i ain’t nothin nice with a gat
so before you gamble against the mobster i advice you think about that
a young skinny ass n*gga that be steppin’ with a sig
two triple o big screen television i bought for my kids
livin’ kinda comfortable p nitty comin’ through wit a rental
for blocks and blocks away you can hear the bloom blam plebble
full tank of petrol, f*ck the metro, rollin’ federal
ho’s wanna get s*xual, ’cause they see me up on a pedestal
brushin’ up on my jocks, these hollow points look like edible
i’m tellin’ you mayn these suckas nowadays is incredible
teachin’ ’em one time strikin through the dark alleys
takin’ em other routes
pablo barb wire fishes dishin n*ggas is snitches
poppin’ and swappin’, hoggin’, d*gg*n’ b*tches
check it out, takin’ and makin ’em, shakin’ a bunch of riches
you can call me federal
[interlude: bailey & e*40]
yeah, these square ass n*ggas be comin’ around
rollin’ in bullsh*t man
takin’ ’em weak ass penitentiary chances
don’t even have they peso’s when they need to be like mothaf*ckin’ ap.9 n*gga, bishop, straight federal
takin’ you to a whole ‘nother level, you dig?
don’t you know?

[verse 3: ap.9]
i got boys on my team with the utmost respect for me
for real, lunatics man, willing to peel for me
way too much love in my organization i can’t afford to take no loss
mc’s be sellin’ ’em wolf tickets but i get serious, f*ck boss
it’s all apart of the crack game and that’s the way that sh*t be goin’
p nitty tell it like it is, shootin’ this gift that i be flowin’
might as well go and admit it until you know now how d*mn good your are
everybody make daddy wanna rap fast but i’m the superstar
ap.9 why don’t you slow it up a little something and go the speed limit
man i’ve been spittin’ this mob sh*t just to keep these suckas in it
but what about them jerks that don’t be recognizin’ your game?
man they must be smokin’ on somethin’ either that or h*lla lame
sucka style type of rap, nah that ain’t my forte
i’m pushin’ all these units underground without no air play
thugs wanna hear this type of sh*t when they gon
man i never sell my soul, motherf*ckers you ain’t know?
i’m federal
[interlude: bailey]
d*mn ap, you still hurtin’ em like that and it’s been like fo’ years in this mothaf*cka man
h*ll yeah you know a mob n*gga like me gotta put the lead in the chopper and let these fake figas know what’s goin’ down in this crack game baby i’m a artillery shootin’ mothaf*cka (oh yeah)
all about the scrill but you get peeled
now it’s still haters out here
bumpin they gums talkin’ down (that’s real)
what you got for them type of people man
let me know
okay ah man

[interlude: ap.9]
check it out
you know i got some mob sh*t for them
i’ll just you know what i’m sayin’
i just get to spittin’ this chopper at they ass
and then i just come through with some real sh*t like this you know
some sh*t they can’t f*ck with check it out
gotta save it yo look

[bridge: ap.9]
see we run the game
we make this money just to spend
didn’t have to pull no stunts
bentley’s broads and blunts hey
see we run the game
we make this money just to spend
didn’t have to pull no stunts
bentley’s broads and blunts hey

[outro: ap.9]
ap.9 boy he’s goin’ federal
lil bailey n*gga he’s goin’ federal
the whole done deal n*gga they goin’ federal
the mob figaz n*gga they goin’ federal
alleyway productions n*gga they goin’ federal
my little brother king n*gga he’s goin’ federal
the group ghetto starz n*gga they goin’ federal
my sister alize n*gga she goin’ federal
my n*gga willie hen n*gga he’s goin’ federal
boy big delvi n*gga he goin’ federal
don torijah he’s goin’ federal
my n*gga big rich he’s goin’ federal
big c*bo n*gga he’s goin’ federal
the f*ckin’ regime n*gga they goin’ federal
my n*gga mighty quinn n*gga he’s goin federal
e f*ckin feezy n*gga, he’s been federal
federal n*ggas
my federal n*ggas
and fake figaz can’t f*ck with me

- ap 9 lyrics

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