ft 50 Cent & Kidd Kidd
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Nigga, when I say move you better get out my way
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Finna have me in my hoopty, low my cane
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Nigga move when the chopper spray
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'Cause these shells will hit you from a block away
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Nigga, when I say move you better get out my way
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Finna have me in my hoopty, low my cane
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Nigga move when the chopper spray
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'Cause these shells will hit you from a block away
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Nigga when I say move
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Empires, cash cows revenues
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Bugatti, one stripe like Pepe Le Pew
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I go to church and I kneel on the pew
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And ask God for forgiveness when the mobs come through
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I hit the club and throw my set up, they never miss
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From my toes to my neck up foes wanna check us
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Tint bottles and VIP, two models and it's all on me, yeah
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We move like hyenas on death fetus
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You get victimized tryina throw the dick, be
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Switch to foreign cars, junk in the hoopty
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'Cause last week niggas tried to shoot me
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Nigga, when I say move you better get out my way
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Finna have me in my hoopty, low my cane
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Nigga move when the chopper spray
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'Cause these shells will hit you from a block away
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Nigga, when I say move you better get out my way
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Finna have me in my hoopty, low my cane
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Nigga move when the chopper spray
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'Cause these shells will hit you from a block away
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Nigga when I say move
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You know I'm hood so I stay with the retched
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Got an itchy trigger finger, don't make me scratch it
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Yeah, I run the game, watch them niggas go and blast it
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Be a home runner, a duck like Daffy
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No lights, no cameras, all action
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No bags, no luggage, but we packing
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Your life, your air, gonna grasp it
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Too late, tore your face, goes casket
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Notice, get it tested, drum under the cake like a picnic basket
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Turn wives to widows, sons to bastards, we call that ' magic
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Nigga, when I say move you better get out my way
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Finna have me in my hoopty, low my cane
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Nigga move when the chopper spray
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'Cause these shells will hit you from a block away
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Nigga, when I say move you better get out my way
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Finna have me in my hoopty, low my cane
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Nigga move when the chopper spray
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'Cause these shells will hit you from a block away
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Nigga when I say move
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Never under pressure, in a turmoil
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Rushing mob, extort heads, pressing for they oil
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I spray rockets out my space craft
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They hit you blindside, homie holding this
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The lil' homie shooting over eye patch
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The mind, 45s leave a nigga dead
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See, it's a cold world we're living in
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Stomping on my life like they Timberlands
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Four door, 650 pipe in the sentiment with my woman friend
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The stash pop out, the strap clip extend
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30 shots out the handgun, close on a point blank so a nigga can't run
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Nigga, when I say move you better get out my way
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Finna have me in my hoopty, low my cane
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Nigga move when the chopper spray
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'Cause these shells will hit you from a block away
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Nigga, when I say move you better get out my way
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Finna have me in my hoopty, low my cane
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Nigga move when the chopper spray
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'Cause these shells will hit you from a block away
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Nigga when I say move
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Move
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| Tony Yayo |
