Текст песни Move On

nigga i am the streets
not just the south but im the streeets
im your neibourgh hood nigga

they holla stop buck red light but green mean go
people seen me on top and they seen me broke
fuck a bentley we treat em like buiks and work out em
blunt cuts on the floor but nigga i aint worried bout it
niggas paying 32 with outa problem
my plug stoped serving we and we gonne rob em (keep it moving)
that aint fish scale who you fooling see when you weigh mine gotta watch what you duin
tie it up two times, get back to my grind this whole block here mine you can't make one dime
now who buyin, im up like i snorted two lines, two nines and a punk peeping out the window blinds
waiting on the paper, watting on the haters, befor they kick my door i peal em like patatoes
bite down bitch i got 20 diffrent flavours, ask them what happend to those that didn't pay us

I got a couple ounches left and ima move on (move on)
watch you watting on nigga you taking to long
i got a few pounds left and ima move on (move on)
the goverment give it to us so who wrong
middel finger out the window ima make it out the gutter
everytime you see me im going hard muthafucker
like yeah Keep it moving lil homie Keep it moving on
yeah Keep it moving lil mama keep it moving on

Fuck niggas wanna compete, they wanna be king pins
they want it for cheap they had me back on cnn (not me agian)
but no no me don't sell no dope no more the dope sell it's self me just ride around in blowdro (fo sho)
with your hoe, she put her head down then i go slow i go (Oh Oh) then i drop her of at you door
back to the money like they stole sumthing from me, a car full of goones with there nose all runny
a full moon (Ohhh), stomach graulling, can't go in the house untill i made a couple thousand
follow me i take you right were the dollars be, you cant talk about your hustel niggas gotta see,
some niggas got paper but they not a gee, alphabet bois get em and they cop a plea, [Move On Lyrics On ]
everybood aint real shawty obviusly, yeah what eva that you get you aint got from me
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I got a couple ounches left and ima move on (move on)
watch you watting on nigga you taking to long
i got a few pounds left and ima move on (move on)
the goverment give it to us so who wrong
middel finger out the window ima make it out the gutter
everytime you see me im going hard muthafucker
like yeah Keep it moving lil homie Keep it moving on
yeah Keep it moving lil mama keep it moving on

gucci got a murder, had to have a hat so he served em
draged em in an ally and they burned em, nobody herd em
but some body smelled the fumes, i keep telling these kids this is not a cartoon
caught him in a school zone dirty, he onli 15, we won't see him till he 30, a whole birdy
Damn, yeah act like you herd me you migh couporate, still aint getting out early
niggas love these hoes, can't be away from them, soon they put em in a room dats when they say sumthing (hey let me out)
next thing you knwo they coming (five oh) don't let em find no weed, no yay or nuthing, tell the judge fuck yall i was way in london
with my doctor bitch she making plenty money, dicki shorts, house shoes on, drop top playing old school songs bitch move on

I got a couple ounches left and ima move on (move on)
watch you watting on nigga you taking to long
i got a few pounds left and ima move on (move on)
the goverment give it to us so who wrong
middel finger out the window ima make it out the gutter
everytime you see me im going hard muthafucker
like yeah Keep it moving lil homie Keep it moving on
yeah Keep it moving lil mama keep it moving on

outlaw nigga, shiet they took from us for 400 years
im about to get every god damn thing these muthafuckas ow me
fuck all yall bitch as nigga, fuck the Police, fuck the President,
fuck yor mama, fuck your dady, fuck all you hatting as niggas
matter fact fuck you buck

tRiM! PR!NCE!!