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504 boyz – moveing things (feat. master p and samm) lyrics


i keeps a nine in my draws cause you know i like to ball n-gg- i ain’t warren
g but sometimes i want it al flip half into a whole make a once into a brick
get it for $16 $5 me and muy n-gg-s we onna be rich put them 20’s on my benz
so you know i got some ends keep your eyes on your enemies and n-gg- watch
your friends seen the game it shyatie i got some n-gg-s that don’t like me
tell the ghettos trying to kill me, and the feds wanna indite me, on a murder i
didn’t do, i’m still thugin with my crew, cause once you snitch your threw, if
you hustle then you true, but you live for the sh-t, but you die for the
clique’, sle your soul to get rich, then run your mouth like a b-tch
(chorus) i know my man is moving things, (not a 5 baby, i got a job baby) that
one day my n-gg-s gonna change (all the time baby i’m on the grind baby) repeat
1x !
n-gg- we hustle the streets so it’s like f-ck the police,my enemies don’t
wanna see a n-gg- go up his feets, i got the crom for the hatas, and birds on
the table, give my life for the n-gg-s and we splitting the paper, and say
thugging is the secret that help a n-gg- ball, o-z’s flippin quick and the cling
never fall, the grind got us strap with nines on our laps, crime is a trap,
choppin dimes and cr-p, henesi got your mind, if you slip you might give us
time, but i’m fighting for mine, if i die in this game, send my soul to god,
don’t make it mine in this game eventhough it’s hard
(chorus) repeat 3x’s