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shed blood - ap. 9 lyrics

[hook]
i got game that’ll shock the world
it ain’t no thang, but i’m on top of your girl; she wanna ride with me
running with the mob is real
so i told her “ain’t no secret, i was born to k!ll”
and wanna die at the same time; life is ill
so i give the streets something to feel
the hood loves it when i grip, c*ck, and pop the steel
and in the public i’m a idol, cause i count them mills
and i done shed blood

[verse 1]
yeah
i done shed blood, life of a thug n*gga
i only hang out with them criminals and drug dealers
that’s why i love n*ggas
i count my money long
don’t try to play me, i would hate to do a n*gga wrong
i’m in a zone, c*cking it back, that blacka chrome
run in your home, do it for the mac, them suckas gone
that ak*47 ain’t got no prints on it
that mac*11 left his dome with a dent on it
i doubt they really want it, death don’t discriminate when
and even then suckas hiding, cause i’m off the pen
i’ll track him down, let a b*tch set him up for bread
and it ain’t over, watch when a hustler get up off the feds
gotta dump that lead, let one off, and then i sped
and i don’t regret living with a bullet in my head
i done took some for the team and i ain’t turning back
i love my n*ggas feddy, husalah, rydah, and the jack
the chosen 5, gotta get away from them homicides
i’m living to die, bet i get him right between his eyes
and when i’m gone, bet they bury me a f*ckin g
i can’t believe how they tryna take me under siege
[hook]
i got game that’ll shock the world
it ain’t no thang, but i’m on top of your girl; she wanna ride with me
running with the mob is real
so i told her “ain’t no secret, i was born to k!ll”
and wanna die at the same time; life is ill
so i give the streets something to feel
the hood loves it when i grip, c*ck, and pop the steel
and in the public i’m a idol, cause i count them mills
and i done shed blood

[verse 2]
yeah
i done shed blood, life of a mob figa
before i shoot em, i’ma hold my ground and squab, n*gga
that’s why i pop n*ggas, and i be molly*whopping
i’m keepin it gangsta, i would hate to get the party popping
when i c*ck that murder weapon, no prints on my smith and wesson
i’m on some hood sh*t, two tecs that’ll meet your death and…
so much aggression
i love when it’s funk, i get to pressin
your family’s stressin
get back to the point and place your bet in
i gotta keep it g, i’m keepin it m*o*b
2 shots for me, then back to the block, back in the breeze
they yelling “freeze!”, i’m steady yelling “f*ck police”
and i be gs, there’s no surrender, no retreat
gotta pack that heat, i’m dumpin them shots off in the street
and i can’t leave, i’m busting them shots until i bleed
and i can’t breathe, they know for the fact it’s a*p nin’
i’m hearing screams, and i’m back to the mic
yo, f*ck your dreams
[hook]
i got game that’ll shock the world
it ain’t no thang, but i’m on top of your girl; she wanna ride with me
running with the mob is real
so i told her “ain’t no secret, i was born to k!ll”
and wanna die at the same time; life is ill
so i give the streets something to feel
the hood loves it when i grip, c*ck, and pop the steel
and in the public i’m a idol, cause i count them mills
and i done shed blood

[outro]
yeah
it’s your boy a to the p dot man
you know what i’m talking about?
you know what i’m saying? the 9th one of the f*ckin rap game
you know what i’m saying? mob trial 3, man, the mothaf*ckin mob figaz
man, n*ggas know they can’t f*ck with us, man
we k!ll em, we rich, we don’t give a sh*t
you know we gon keep it hood, we gon keep it mob
you know what i’m talking about?
yeah, get your money up, man
step it up, mothaf*ckas
can’t f*ck with us, man
i’m out of this mothaf*cka, man
indecent on the mothaf*cka, mothaf*ckin, mothaf*ckin knock, man
hahaha, yeah
[instrumental]

- ap 9 lyrics

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