Time to move E

The hazing has begun. Nigga, I am the streets. Not just the South, but I'm the streets. I'm your neighborhood, nigga. They holler stop, punk red light, but green mean Go. These people see me on top and they Seen me broke. Fuck a Bentley, we treat 'em Like Buicks and work at it. Blunt cuts on the floor, but nigga, I ain't Worried 'bout it. Niggas paying thirty-two without a Problem. My plug stop serving me, Then we gon' rob him. Keep it moving. That ain't fish scale, Who you fooling? See, when you weighing up mine, Gotta watch what you're doing. Tied up two times, get back to my grind. This whole block here mine, you can't make one Dime. Now who buying? I'm up like I snorted two lines. Two nines and a pump peeping out the window Blinds. Waiting on that paper, waiting on the Haters. Before they kick my door, I peel 'em Like potatoes. Bite down, bitch, I got twenty Different flavors. Ask them what happened to those That didn't pay us. I got a couple ounces Left and I'ma move on. What waiting on, nigga? You taking too long. I got a few pounds left and I'ma move On. The government give to us, So who wrong? Middle finger out the window, I'ma make it out the gutter. Every time you see me, I'm going hard, motherfucker, Like keep it moving, lil' homie, keep it moving On. Keep it moving, lil' mama, keep it moving On. niggas wanna compete, they wanna be kingpins. They want it for cheap, they'll have me back On CNN. But no-no, me don't sell no dope no more. The dope sell itself, me just ride around and Blow dro. With your hoe, she put her head Down and I go slow. I go, then I drop her back off at Your door. Back to the money like they stole Something from me. A car full of goons with They nose all running. A full moon, Stomach growling. Can't go in the house until I Made a couple thousand. Follow me, I take you right where the dollars Be. You can't talk about your hustle, niggas gotta See. Some niggas got paper, but they not a G. Alphabet Boys get 'em and they cop a Plea. Everybody ain't real, shorty, Obviously. Yeah, whatever that you get, You ain't got me. got a couple ounces left And I'ma move on. You waiting on, nigga? You taking too long. I got a few pounds left and I'ma move On. The government give to us, So who wrong? Middle finger out the window, I'ma make it out the gutter. Every time you see me, I'm going hard, Motherfucker, like keep it moving, Lil' homie, keep it moving on. Keep it moving, lil' mama, keep it moving on. I got 'em murdered. Had to have the hat, So he served 'em. Dragged him in the alley And they burned him. Nobody heard him, but somebody smelled the fumes. I keep telling these kids, this is not a Cartoon. Caught him in the school zone, dirty. He only fifteen, we won't see him 'til he Thirty. A whole birdie. Damn, yeah, act like you heard me. You might cooperate, still ain't getting out early. Niggas love these hoes, can't be away from 'em. Soon they put 'em in the room, that's when They say something. Next thing you know, They coming. Don't let 'em find no weed, No gear, nothing. Tell the judge, "Fuck y'all, I was way in London with my doctor bitch, she making plenty Money." Dickie shorts, house shoes on. Drop top, playing old school songs. Bitch, move got a couple ounces left and I'ma Move on. What you waiting on, nigga? You taking too long. I got a few pounds left and I'ma move On. The government give to us, So who wrong? Middle finger out the window, I'ma make it out the gutter. Every time you see me, I'm going hard, motherfucker, Like keep it moving, lil' homie, Keep it moving on. Keep it moving, Lil' mama, keep it moving on. Outlaw, nigga. Shit. They took from us for four hundred years. I'm 'bout to get every goddamn thing these Motherfuckers owe me. Fuck all y'all bitch-ass niggas. Fuck the police, fuck the president, Fuck your mama, fuck your daddy, Fuck all you hating-ass niggas. Matter of fact, Fuck you, buck.