Move Tha Work

Yuh

Uh, shoutout 408 niggas, fuck

Ayy, ayy

Six foot, seven foot, spun the block like eight times

Brodie popped the ten and grabbed the .9, and he took eight lives

Homie asked me, "Could I take the blame just like I'm Akon?"

But he got caught with two banana clips and not the ape kind, uh

We sippin' dirty juice, mud up in that Minute Maid

You ain't never heard of me? I guess you need a hearin' aid

My choppa, it go, "Thun-dun-dun", they drop it when you hear it play

You get it? It go, "Thun-dun-dun", they drop it when you hear, okay

How much could my nigga move if he was packing hella bricks?

CJ wasn't playing pool, but he got caught with hella sticks

Nigga tried to play it cool, but he ain't know, we know he snitched

My homie, he a monster with that Lilo, so I call him Stitch (alright)

I got a bitch who move tha work, she hide a Ruger in her purse

I keep a duga, it gon' burst, I put a nigga on a shirt

If it's for better or for worse, he might get shot, he ain't the first

My mind got demons, and they lurk, I'm tryna fight 'em with these Percs

Yuh, damn

Ayy, yuh, whoa

Ayy, yuh, whoa, listen, uh

These niggas playing Call of Duty like they with the shits

I promise you that in the field, we ain't grippin' Nintendo sticks

He was playing station games, I hit 'em with extendo clips

Brodie popped the X, they boxed these niggas, he pulled up with glicks

Different colored Air-Force, hunnid dollar wristband

Ride around with shit that make the Piru hit the Crip dance

Knocked him off his bike, that nigga should have hit the kickstand

Robbed him for his trike, man, that's a way to make some quick bands

Uh, and I got quick hands, try 'em if you wanted to

All my niggas dogs, I'm runnin' 'round with the Marmadukes

Copped a new choppa got more switches than yo' momma do

Pull up if I spotted you, hotter than a sauna do (whoa)

I be the greatest though, make a hater hate me more

Wonder what's gon' hurt the most, my choppa or your ratio?

Like "eenie-meenie-minie-moe", I pick a nigga, take his dough

If you holla for the cops then we gon' let that choppa blow, uh

I got a bitch who move tha work, she hide a Ruger in her purse

I keep a duga, it gon' burst, If it's for better or for worse

I put a nigga on a shirt, he might get shot, he ain't the first

My mob got demons, and they lurk, I'm tryna fight them with these Percs

I got a bitch who move tha work, she hide a Ruger in her purse

I keep a duga, it gon' burst, I put a nigga on a shirt

If it's for better or for worse, he might get shot, he ain't the first

My mind got demons, and they lurk, I'm tryna fight 'em with these Percs, yuh

Ha, Darwin, ay

Whoa, what