Lyrics:
of revolutionary endeavor, he meant both
For people like Che or George Jackson or Malcolm X
Love was the prime mover of their struggle
That love cost them their
Doin', what comes funky (x4)
People, what ya gonna do
I can't help you run from you
Don't you know you're in this too
Oh, you do me and I'll do
go broke
I see the future I see the new vision and people be selling me hope
I got the plan to get rich so fuck all of these niggas and fuck all these
but im just not listinen to these losers never
Stop what im doin for people who dont wanna see dat im movin
My lane is for pushers and movers
I just seen this new Mercedes truck and went and bought it,
People say its luck, I lost it all and made it all back,
Play with me enough, I cock it
Yo, people say that I shouldn't be chasing papers
The ones who say it claim they ain't movers and shakers
I mean, I feel the principle, but back
moving back to Paramount-
These are the movers
These are the shapers
These are the people
Who fill the papers
Mexico-
These are the friends
standing still for all to see,
As armored movers took approached to overlook the sea
There since the cord, the license, or the reasons we understood will
chaser
A waver of papers
He loves to mix with the movers and shakers
He's taking from them
He's taking from you
Lawyers love money
Anybody's will do
on ya
I represent California
Home of the shooters
The looters
The drug movers
Girl barracuda
Set you up for the kill
Where you're really not ballin unless
The evening spins around and round (spins around and round)
Yes, people of the night smoking through the dark
'Cause this is Hot Street, ooh (burnin' it up)
let your
Mama bum where your ass at coke man (Yahhhh)
Every Thanksgiving people get a
Turkey cuz the government
Looking at ‘em like they ain’t worth it
of revolutionary endeavor, he meant both
For people like Che or George Jackson or Malcolm X
Love was the prime mover of their struggle
That love cost them their
the chains Lord can you free us Like truly free Yeah My people yeah We never knew freedom What it's like to feel freedom Before I die I wanna
lo brinca mira moviendolo
El coro si se lo anunció a, toda mi people
Ya volvió la que tiene el control
Cuando entras en la pista mira moviendolo
Listen
Free to frosty, back up off me
Before you get bury
Carry the mover
Extra rounds to get the clowns up of me
Ya'll act scary, You act like
rhymes in the place, people couldn't take it
The style I flowed, the way I shaked and baked it
Later on I made a record, and got recognition
Everybody's
of revolutionary endeavor, he meant both
For people like Che or George Jackson or Malcolm X
Love was the prime mover of their struggle
That love cost them their
you don't act black
I say I might be lightskin, bitch, but I'm matte black
I know many moochers like Cab
They like to use us like movers in Ubers
the zombies still hunt and rob
My days of wasting time, slanging dimes is way behind
I'm still tryna be a mover with a Mason's mind
I will get a mil, ain't
"It is Rico, of all people?
Gave his moms furs, called up the mayor
To get his crime pardoned, his son's godfather
Said the nigga shot up my cars
[Chorus]
I, I live and sleep on these streets
Cause I have got to get mine
My fam, see we gotta eat
So when people ask me why
Why
Don't ever I
the toilets?
You can tell that I wanna be baiding
I chat so much sense, it's amazing
So if you wanna make Ps
Stop talking about people getting weighed in
You're
last went and bought every kid coke, man
Two time for the dope man, dope man
Left your mama bum, where your ass at coke man
Every Thanksgiving people
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