AP. 9 - My Life lyrics

[Intro: Messy Marv] Yeah this young Mess man, turf 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 n***a [Verse 1: AP.9] When I shoot I don't shoot to hit I shoot to k** When I do you know I do it for mills And that's for real I'm signin', icing Drivin' wit no license n***as wasn't livin' right On heads I'm puttin' prices, huh It's funny how n***as they want some money But n***as don't wanna get they hands bloody And it's funny It's funny how n***as 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 f**in' your team They workin' for me I never seen a n***a 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