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(Talking)
{Bootleg}I got some bad for you Tony.
{Tony}Whut choo
{Bootleg}We the whole shipment.
you mean?
{Bootleg}We lost the whole shipment. The Columbian Cartel
intercepted the
shipment.
{Tony}Those guys every fuckin' time that happens! I
told you fuckaz to N Move N get tha fuck outta there.
I see lots of people gots to die tonight (Fading).
(Bootleg) 2, 19 muthafuckin 96, Bootleg tha
rap Kapone, Ghetto E, & my nigga Shoestring, gonna
Stick N Move & up yo ass fo' tha 9 6
My memories get haunted by in tha past, had an outlet to
be free from dirty visions at last. A brothaz out stalking,
but bitch you aint no. I've been window panes, my brain
tha same no more, movin' just like a criminal, but my mind
still carries me. I'm the bloody images of tha tools that
me. Skeletons they walk with me, while holding my right hand.
My mother be N cryin' while I box with a deadman. Loc
tha AK, spot a family & kill 'em all. a butcher knife, &
spill some on tha fuckin' wall. Murder, you bitches better
understand, fuck a plan, bring tha bitches right where they
stand. If you ever do again, I wouldn't advice you to. 44
is good to go when I'm busting caps at fools. Takin' you to
school. The books N desks, no or police sketch. You bitch
& no arrest. You can try yo muthafuckin' best to a villian
on a killing spree. I'm living it so hard & so easy.
Murder to tha first degree, gotta dividend, president,
flint, is sweet to me peppermint. You'll never find my
fingerprints, so watch me getaway, victom, killer though,
to strike another day. Hurryed to runaway, to get some Yahjl
back where I stay, tha fedz are mosquitos in tha alley way.
I'm to tha thang, take tha pain, 'cause I'm a ghetto champ.
Steal a quarter, & my whole neighborhood is like a camp,
food stamps & drug is all a nigga know. Strut & Kokane,
got me addicted nigga pass tha blow. Pass that. Grab my
to my getaway smooth. Close your eyez, no surprise, bitch
boom. N Move...
CHORUS Mov'n N Mov'n out, take that cocaine out house,
sight that any. Here no evil see no evil, bitch N I got away.
Mov'n N Mov'n out, that cocaine out your house, sight that any.
no evil, see no evil, bit
(Shoestring) Gangsta from tha streets.
make me bust ya, buck ya down. Quick to bury your ass &
then I bust some, whut tha you quick to put it down N away.
Silencers be equipped so there be no sound today.
Bring you to war, so haters lock ya door. AK 47 locstas
case up off tha floor. bout not can bout all tha stashes.
3 killaz with masses, all we leave is ashes. ya shit &
dashes, away in tha caskats, fo' a murder got me breakin'
out in rashes. So we can reach N feel ass, like hoes reachin'
fo' ya clothes, no rump fo' ya toes. People with ammo is
creepin' down my block, str8'n with a glock, followed by a
point shot. Betta yo aaass, a killaz creepin' up from tha
past, finger fast, & you be seein' last. I'm a killa, so
dont fuck with this Reaper, gonna go peep her, don't wanna
hit you with this sweeper. Down where I'm callin, niggaz
now you swellin'. Put it on them bitches, 'cause they always
tellin'. tha stick, so we be screamin' Fuck-A-lot, little
state which you aint saw from tha straw. So whut tha fuck
us thinkin? Drinkin? Thinkin? Been thinkin better fuck
your mutha. Fuck that nigga with Shoestring. Slap it your
& watch ya screamin' my polos bloody, my case was lookin'
kinda muddy. Stub with bald head, fuck you dred, leave you
dead, thru tha swamp. I'm so high, bitchin, tension, still
slim shit. S to tha H to tha O-E 96 puttin' trix playin'
duece with dicks off ass. So skutch me as I drop my grooves
as I pop clip nigga lots. Stick N Move...

(Ghetto E) Ughhh, rat a tat to tha tat, I'm
take him out his misery. Put his ass in a box & him as a
memory. See when you sleep, that's when we creep. Get on
toes, knock you off feet, damn, beep, N damn I peep. then
I know him or I, so I got him. Master Mass my shit, then I
him. Left him bloody with no money. Cut his pocket, cocked,
seen his head, dropped it, popped it. Now I was rollin' a
muthafuckin' bowling ball. 10 whut? I'm sending him to tha
graveyard. Time to play, Eric Dorseys on mission, I called
him Tony, Cody's in tha kitchen. Them talkin', conversation
on tha phone. gone grabbed my chrome, I'm in his home.
That get it gone, put him in a headlock till I him choke.
So I used my kane, & slit his throat. Jody Jody's dead, now
this is smooth. Makin' money to get paid, Eric Dorseys on
tha move.