AP. 9 - M.O.B. F.I.G.A.Z. lyrics

Ugh, ugh, ugh [AP.9] Chorus: x2 M-O-B F-I-G-A-Z A-P N-I-N-E Don't play me I'm deadly in this G-A-M-E My lead be aimin' at yo D-O-M-E Behead me [AP.9] It's like one too many n***as jumped in the game [OK] It's like n***as in it for the muthaf**in' fame Not me [uh, uh] Not AP [naw] Everything I get on n***as know I spit on Been in this sh** since '93 Rockin' a wife beat [ugh] n***as know I'm upstreet Nothin' but concrete And you can catch me Sittin' in a Bentley Azur Gettin' tucked by your who*e n***as know what I have in store n***as started movin' this coke And the coke kept on movin' So he hit the boat A few n***as got smoked And a few choked That's the way it goes I'm livin' up under the "O" They locked up Bo And now I'm doin' it f**in' solo We f**in' with them h*mos No mo, no mo, no mo Back to the block Back to the Glock And if they keep talkin' sh** Then get back to your pops I'm havin' it not Talk bread [talk bread] Cut it up and choke it And watch these s**as Addin' up they losses And I'm often Flossin' get a n***a on chill [I said often] The n***a O Fed I could k** a n***a at will Fo' real I'm tryin' to get a meal Put a game in steel Don't say what a n***a want Cuz you know what a n***a will [Chorus] x2 [AP.9] So I parked the big body Hopped up like Gotti Nothin' but a gangsta party Lodi dodi n***as facin' hotties All up in the party Like sippin' on Bacardi s**in' on a lemon lime We at the bar Livin' the life of a star No matter who you are We takin' this sh** by far Look at my car Look at me Look at my ice Look at yo wife man Take a look at yo life man It's like this ya'll Tear 'em like a spitball This is it ya'll Yo b**h wanna get the dick raw I told her hold on Hold up on the scrotum While I f** her from her back This gun when it's hauled in A filthy f**in' auto [auto] Stick 'em to a mud or what Always be a leader [leader] Can never be a follower The game goes up [game goes] And down like yoyo And I bang knows [bang knows] Straight to come and get that yayo [Chorus] x4