APT

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Live from the APT

{Verse 1}
Live from the 713 can't fuck with me
If you do that's your own history
It ain't nothing you know how the flow goes
Bouncing up and down to the sound like big booty hoes
Live from the apt where you see a lot of crack fiends
Walking down the street tryna take your cream
But they could never chase your dreams
Live from the apt Live from the apt Live from the apt
Live from the apt Live from the apt Live from the apt
Live from the apt

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Live from the APT

{Verse 2}
Fuck a popo they rather see me dead
They want the crime just to get bread
Ain't got time for no motherfucking feds
Don't trap where you stay don't stay in the bed
APT to the Ridgemont 4
To Hiram Clarke and south park on the go
They say it's the white man I should fear
But it's my own kind doing all the killing here
Slow loud banging all in my truck
Truck full of funk I ain;t never been a punk
Don't blow on skunk don't blow on doja
Military mind I'm a motherfucker soldier
Out the streets of the APT not no bitch
Cause that ain't me
Out the streets of the APT not no bitch
Cause that isn't me

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Live from the APT

{Verse 3}
Slow down homie
Slow down homie
Moving too fast you need to slow down homie
Slow down homie
Slow down homie
Moving too fast you need to slow down homie
Rolling Rolling Rolling you just rolling
Rolling Rolling Rolling you just rolling
Live from the APT
Live from the AP
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