Make Em Move
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D Block
Tricks, what up?
Steel, what up?
This that two guns up under the armpit
I'm nice with the steel, the smooth criminal calm shit
Don shit, shooters every floor, I'm at the top suite
It's gon' take more than your crew for you to stop me
I drop heat, more than a flow for you to bounce to
Theme music, bring in your coat, light up an ounce too
Plus you can tell where I'm from just from the lingo
And if I cut you out of my circle, that mean you wing though
Boss Hogg, 354, I did my thing though
Incorporated my block, popped with my own team though
Before you was gettin' your streams on
And puttin' your girl jeans on, we was puttin' the fiends on
Triple beam raw shit that be makin' 'em pass out
I cruise through the groove like I switched up the stash house
The narcs or the jack boys runnin' with straps out
That's why I stick and move when I'm handin' them packs out
Two shots when it pop, one in the head
Make 'em move
When I'm spinnin' the block gettin' this bread
Gotta move
Runnin' from cops or duckin' the feds
Better move
Homie, you gotta move, homie, I make 'em move
Dome split to smithereens when that pistol sing
Sharp as guillotines, heavy weight on that triple beam
Hire hitters, fire spitters in the booth
High Apollo rifles fight like Ryan Phillips from the roof
Skep Palmer, Jeff Dahmer, cannibal over drum notes
In the jungle with the animals and cut throats
We burn bread, love toast, get soaked when that lead shower
Livin' off experience, money, respect, power
Tuckin' that Sig Sauer, puffin' that piff dour
Runnin' consistent 'til this whole shit ours
Alhamdulillah 'til God allow us
Proceed, and for those that bleed for us send flowers
Don't believe in no fake shit but friend cowards
They don't love you, they just want you to crumble like Twin Towers
What doesn't kill us make us killers
I'm a Brownsville villain representin'
Two shots when it pop, one in the head
Make 'em move
When I'm spinnin' the block gettin' this bread
Gotta move
Runnin' from cops or duckin' the feds
Better move
Homie, you gotta move, homie, I make 'em move
They call me the Ghost, niggas know I make a move
Snipin' with steel, shit is real, yeah, I'm the dude
Pull out the hawk, I don't talk, just eat his food
You know hard knocks when my niggas runnin' the school
Switched up the vibe, no homi' playin' it cool
Smokin' a new strain called "Lay In The Pool"
Go slow on niggas, cut the throat on niggas
I'm the wolf that play the goat on niggas
Yeah, my gun is too big for your man purse
I don't like his face so I'm hittin' your man first
Two guns up, still squeeze 'til my hands hurt
Good with a knife fight, I'm nice with this hand work
You could ask Snyp, ask Steel, this is real shit
I'm about peace but I'm ready to kill shit
Told you that I'm numb, yeah, I never do feel shit
If you hear me rap, you should know it's some ill shit
Ghost, nigga
Two shots when it pop, one in the head
Make 'em move
When I'm spinnin' the block gettin' this bread
Gotta move
Runnin' from cops or duckin' the feds
Better move
Homie, you gotta move, homie, I make 'em move
Two shots when it pop, one in the head
Make 'em move
When I'm spinnin' the block gettin' this bread
Gotta move
Runnin' from cops or duckin' the feds
Better move
Homie, you gotta move, homie, I make 'em move