[ap9]
Fuck the sirens sounding life flashing fifty pounds
All on the front door while I'm sticking for some co-pers
Still a hustler ain't stress got the zips in my possesion
It's peckerwood lounging in front of my smith n wesson
Got the feeling I says fuck him in five
Heard him yell co red ohh shit he must of been watching
Feds rushing the door I let the calico go
Left moet on the floor niggas stashed the coke in the door
Let's get lost through the door bust like a nympho four
Federal agents down only five slugs left off in my strap now
The jackers still scoping fuck them all ain't no stopping me
Confidential top secret mob figa policy

Big pigs in choppers lights from helicopters
Got your boys on some other shit operation smother shit
Up to hold the flict got the bitches heart racing
Hold this technology and communication
Knowning the fifties was tapping my conversation
Cuz I have some information to keep them from infultrating
The mob of a secret location of a fucked up situation
And it seems like ain't no chance to escape
Cuz my niggas was in there phone fuck is going on
Supposed to be watching boo black but why he taking so long
I peeped the cracker with the scope but now I see him no mo
Tie my back and peep the hustle with a gang of coke
Knocking at the rollers with a calico
Infered beams through the cloud of smoke
I try to help my nigga out but why I'm moving so slow
Tremendous plans in my left doja the scene was shot
Somebody scoping me out I see the dot
I see the muthafucking dot

[Chorus 2x]
I pack a tech nine for the breather open out all reach ya
We in this shit togther and dog I'll never leave you
Nigga tell me can you keep a secret you gots to keep it
The game is way deep all my files is top secret

I used to sleep with two heaters in between the sheets
Cuz the taz get down the door last week it's off the hinges
To the world I'm a menace me and my ninjas
Young product got caught up in this here illegal business
And as you really don't care courtney stevens
I'm a stone cold crook clide diddy ride these cities
Tracking it down through a phone book
Now they want my dome took when I was at home shook
Looked out the window thought I heard something
Got the maussburg and start dumping I ran outside
To hear a big block engine shots chase'em off the street
Dump them with no shoes on my feet
It's raining and pouring and I ain't think about waring
One shot would kill for real these niggas don't know I'm snoring

It's going down when the funk is on I'm bucking rounds
At the funny sounds and I know that is where I'm bound
To bad they searching for my head
Alive or dead is what I read our government for the state feds
Said they call him ap niddy up in the city
Left there shitty the scene wasn't pretty
Know what I mean my heart pounding high speed racing
They got a sketch of me no more identities so I get whats left of me
It's cold my only concern was getting burned
I was shocked so I cocked it back and loaded a glock
What do you know look to my left I see the atf
Searching for a young nigga with a black coat
With a calico they searching for my dome time to move slow
But behold before they swerving like burnt toast
They post at the murder scene with their mug on me
With their anamosity they try to put their slugs in me

[Chorus 2x]
I pack a tech nine for the breather open out all reach ya
We in this shit togther and dog I'll never leave you
Nigga tell me can you keep a secret you gots to keep it
This game is way deep all my files is top secret

I got the message through the fax on my phone a
Copy of a contract a hundred G'z for my dome
It was a stake out their covers blown
But the moneys on a full briefcase and my body's there
The white force pendeltins on these days but we caught one
Check his i.d. game of there get them retaliation
Burst through their home and get them
Get them ducked taped and leave them leaking speaking
Put them to the seven slug and ain't no slug
I got the pillow with the case
Blow his brains through the mattress fo trying to jack this
Let him ride like major paine goner
We use triggas what we deliver he's there

[Chorus 2x]
I pack a tech nine for the breather open out all reach ya
We in this shit togther and dog I'll never leave you
Nigga tell me can you keep a secret you gots to keep it
This game is way deep all my files is top secret