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young buck – move on lyrics

n-gg- i am the streets
not just the south but i’m the streeets
i’m your neibourgh hood n-gg-

they holla stop buck red light but green mean go
if people see me on top and they see me broke
f-ck a billie we treat em like buwriks and work items
blunt cuts on the floor but n-gg- i ain’t worried bout
it
n-gg-s paying 32 with outa problem
my plug stoped serving we and we gonne rob em (keep it
moving)
that ain’t snich scale who you folling see when you
weigh mine gotta watch what you duin
tied up to times, get back to my grind this whole blook
hit mine you can’t make one dime
the who by, i’m up like i snorted two lines, two nines
in a park pepping out the window blinds
watting on the paper, watting on the haters, befor they
kick my door i peal em like patatoes
bite down b-tch i got 20 diffrent flavours, ask them
what happend to those that didn’t pay us

i got a couple ounches left and i’m a move on (move on)
watch you watting on n-gg- you taking to long
i got a few pounds left and i’m a move on (move on)
the goverment get to us so who boom
middel finger out the window i’m a make it out the
gutter
everytime you see me i’m going hard m-th-f-cker
like yeah keep it moving lil homie keep it moving on
yeah keep it moving lil mama keep it moving on

f-ckin n-gg-s wanna compet, they wanna be king pins
they want it for cheap they had me back on see in (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
carck full of goones with there nose all runny
a full moon (ohhh), it’s got me graulling, can’t go in
the house untill a made a couple thousand
follow me i take you right were the dollars be, you
can’t talk about your hustel n-gg-s gotta see,
some n-gg-s got paper but they not a gee, alphabet bois
get em in their coopa ple,
everybood ain’t real shawty obviusly, yeah what eva
that you get you ain’t got from me

b-tch it got em murder, hada hada hat so he served em
draged em in an ally and they burned em, n-body 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
d-mn, yeah act like you herd me you migh couporate,
still ain’t getting out early
n-gg-s 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 f-ck
ya’ll i was way in london
with my doctor b-tch she making plenty money, d-cki
shorts, house shoes on, drop top playing old school
songs b-tch move on

outlaw n-gg-, shiet they took from us for 400 years
i’m about to get every god d-mn thing these m-th-f-ckas
ow me
f-ck all ya’ll b-tch as n-gg-, f-ck the police, f-ck
the president,
f-ck yor mama, f-ck your dady, f-ck all you hatting as
n-gg-s
matter fact f-ck you buck

- young buck lyrics

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