Stories bout the movers 2

Aye yo,banging' over rated , shot him, it's so amazing Bad boys too, givin' the business like them zoe Haitian I'm used to shots fired, shootin' in plain sight I come through gunnin' and I'm huntin' like a great white Diggin' up grave sites, see if he dead for real It's always time to kill, you playin' tough How you gon' feel when that shit get you killed Nigga, I hate people, goin' erase people For thinkin' we equal, I teach my young to shoot Better slide or get the boot When niggas see me through, I be hangin' out the roof Nigga, I'm on the troop, these niggas know the truth A-12, shoulder proof, I'm down to shoulder proof People gon' pick and choose, that's why they always lose Death or jail we signed it up, it didn't break the rules AKs to your face, my niggas G 'ed up So when you see us, just chunk your threes up Nigga, we lame change, fat-ass chain swing Make a nigga brains hang, tell him come gang bang Hearin' stories about the moves, made my life change Now I bring major pain to anybody gang Or anybody named for any damn thing Glock forty the clean frame, rubber grip, fresh paint I'm finna show the ropes, bring all types of smoke Niggas better hope you know, bullet lodged in his throat Nigga, we kill for free, no one, twos, and threes And how to spell the east, get on your knees Before I breathe, I let both hammers squeezed Tell the nigga so what, he think he know us Don't come around here with no gun if you don't show up Don't come around with no funds if you don't go up Get a nigga block toe up, ayy, nigga, I'm cold as ice I'm like a poached dice the homie know he nice From the shoulders, something slight Nigga, we be saggin', niggas, out hear gas, nigga There ain't no past, nigga, tell him Watshannin nigga Did a nigga foul, for half a mile then we dragged a nigga We double back and clack clack and then we smash niggas Nigga, I'm trooped up, raisin' the shootas And only moveas aim at medulla's Nigga, I'm block huggin' and I be opp huntin You heard Thot lovin' for a little bit of nothin He ain't no kin to me, make a hundred niggas bleed Use a .223s, Tylons, and FMGs I'ma kill everything, demonstrate with AKs And take my time on the chin and go in run my fades, gang