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big ghost ltd. & conway the machine - way we move lyrics

[intro: conway the machine]
welcome, mm, to the machine show (brrrrrr)
co+starring my guy, big ghost
yeah, let’s get into it, boo boo boo boo
yeah

[verse 1: conway the machine]
you n+ggas tweet, but when you see us you don’t speak up, n+gga (haa)
i’ll get you touched in any city, i got reach, my n+gga (anywhere)
i’ll pistol+whip your big homie, pick his t++th up, n+gga (haa)
fronted you work, i need my bread before the week up, n+gga
(where my bread at, p+ssy?)
i sold a n+gga a brick of salt (no cap)
sh+t almost disappeared when he rinsed it off (ha ha)
now he blowin’ up my phone, but i’ma miss them calls
f+ck ’em, he from outta town, and my back was against the wall (f+ck you, n+gga)
lil’ bro, i love him, i catch a homi’ for him
caught so many bodies, i wanna take his shotty from him (you gotta chill, n+gga)
take the gun from his palm, replace it with quran
now hе followin’ islam (studied your lessons?)
i’m from the bottom, had to figurе the ways (haa)
to get from off of the street corner, dealin’ with js (no cap)
baggin’ twelve 12s, five 8s, givin’ ’em plays (here, take that)
i went from that to rockin’ coach+lla, k!llin’ the stage (talk to ’em)

[chorus: shotz]
in the streets you gotta keep your tool
more paper than my teacher, never went to school
young n+ggas run the streets, you know we act a fool
buckwild, rocks on us, that’s the way we move
uh, in the streets you gotta keep your tool
more paper than my teacher, never went to school
young n+ggas run the streets, you know we act a fool
buckwild, glocks on us, that’s the way we move
[verse 2: conway the machine]
look, mcqueen kicks with the air bubbles (uh+huh)
thirty little shooters that’ll air for you (no cap)
i miss my n+gga, i’ll put one up in the air for you (i miss my n+gga)
think about you, i drop a tear for you (ahh)
uh, pop a n+gga in his leg muscle (no cap)
no fistfights, we don’t dare tussle (not at all, n+gga)
forty in the montclair bubble
let me just make this sh+t clear for you
we keep it on us, we don’t fear trouble (boom boom boom boom)
that bird off, buyin’ drip, get dressed in the store (no cap)
hit my connect with the bag i collected off tour (i’m on my way)
uh, as you can expect i’m connected for sure (ahh)
i’ll have shotz leave you stretched and left for the law
hit you with two more shots before i exit the door (no cap)
i bet you n+ggas won’t test me no more (nah)
yeah, we and big ghost like the new guru and preem (ahh)
gang starr, just a few years, i became a star

- big ghost ltd conway the machine lyrics

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