AP / Respect For The Ladys lyrics

[Intro: Tako Gunz]
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[Verse 1]
n*ggas be runnin’ they mouths like b*tches
That sh*t be blowing my heart
Like, worry about money, gettin' your mom a house
And focus on making a ticket
Like, n*ggas be coming outside everyday with no money in they pockets, n*ggas is do bads
I was outside everyday too, doing the same sh*t
I had to run up a play
Like, money is all that I think about, like late nights starving, I had to figure it out
Like, we like had 5 chops on us, heading to Philly, I had to bring it out
I got a call from Molisa, she tell me that I gotta slow it all down

[Chorus]
A hundred K really ain't nothing to me, when you touch that, you're gonna find out
I got a nephew to feed, I need that chain, don't hide that AP
I had to take that risk and run up the bag cause n*ggas is lazy
We don't put our hands on the ladies, that's a no-no, respect for the ladies
That dissin’ he said on the deads, hang out the window, and shot out Mercedes
Two step like KD, like sidestep, boy, we gon' fade em
Like, bad lil b*tch, she Jamaican, like she eat me up anywhere that I take her
Like, red tips hit him, fried him up like bacon
Like, I throw them .45s, he ducking like Matrix
Like, Edai gon poke you, that boy, he my Haitian
I pistol whipped that n*gga cause he was hatin’
[Bridge]
Blah, tah, tah, tah
Like damn, blah, tah, tah, tah

[Verse 2]
Blah, tah, tah, I shot him up, he wasn't too far
Like, I was 13 hopping out that car
Like, I threw the .45, he dropped to the floor
Like, I caught that 'tap, I'm fiending for more
OGz, 48, caught him in that store
That was back then sh*t, we got money, now get off our di*ks
My youngins be ready to- huh
My youngins be ready to- (Oh my)
My youngins be ready to flick
Like, I had to get in they head to run up the bands so they could be lit when they rich
Like hell no, we can't lack for no mish
I got my gun, don't try me, b*tch

[Chorus]
A hundred K really ain't nothing to me, when you touch that, you're gonna find out
I got a nephew to feed, I need that chain, don't hide that AP
I had to take that risk and run up the bag cause n*ggas is lazy
We don't put our hands on the ladies, that's a no-no, respect for the ladies
That dissin’ he said on the deads, hang out the window, and shot out Mercedes
Two step like KD, like sidestep, boy, we gon' fade em
Like, bad lil b*tch, she Jamaican, like she eat me up anywhere that I take her
Like, red tips hit him, fried him up like bacon
Like, I throw them .45s, he ducking like Matrix
Like, Edai gon poke you, that boy, he my Haitian