Daz Dillinger

Daz Dillinger - Only Move 4 Tha Money (So We Comin' Up) lyrics

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Cruisin', doing our thang, you know what I mean...

Dat nigga Daz, Makaveli, check it out...

Three words to make a motherfuckers heart burst

I rip the verse worse nigga when I start to curse

Picture a black hearse, adversaries buried in they sunday best

He blinked, died in the dark, my guns swing his chest

But will I die nigga, we all die, so until I die

Why must I ride on my enemies until they fry

Father forgive me because they not knowin

My glock cocked, niggas drop when my shots flowing

My definition of a thug niggaa

A multi-millionare, started as a drug dealer

I love niggas

Open fire when I blast at ya

Everybody dies, bad boy massacre, I laugh at ya

Holla my name, I reappaer, like a G

No man alive can see me

Mutha Fukas making problems, but they get what they deserve

Get destroyed, with these three words, muthafucking...

Outlast, if we blast, Outlaw outcast

Only moving for the money so we coming up (so we comin' up)

We outlast if we blast, Outlaw outcast

Don't slip, nigga we ride

It's about more money, more dollars

More crack for the fiends, and more weed for the ballers

The spots hot, from all this ***ing bullshit

And recommended drug dealers

Getting richa for all my niggas

Then ball up, in memory

The state of my mind, it come right before me

So all you all? scatter

Run for heat, plus the power

Trying to get rid of half these mutha fuckin bastards

They a hazard to the block, from the git

With all that bullshit

Rhyming and talking, never put shit

Back in the hood

So these mutha fukas think it's all good.

If I die or go to jail, I can't quit

From illegal to legitamate

Incarcearated with the bloods and crips

They lock me down in the gang you know the spot G

They down to ride and down to shake with me

Outlast, if we blast, Outlaw outcast

Only moving for the money so we coming up (so we coming up)

We outlast if we blast, Outlaw outcast

Don't slip, nigga we ride

Fuck the world, feel the fury of the chosen man

Thug nigga, 10mm close in hand

Put em in my range, aim nigga take fire

Watch em die, should've never fuck around when it's time to ride

Riding low, down a one way, watch for gun play

Hoping we find true peace one day

Nobody cry when my dog died

Set em straight

AK automatically, retaliate

Dat nigga daz and makaveli on a mission

Saw the warrior like the style of the story?

We worship the glory

Coming through on my entourage

Gettin loose

Prepare for the war, muthafuckin bring ya juice

Pray to God that your soul is right

Before you die tonight

In the group when we be? and ridin all night

See the game ain't the same no more

All these motherfuckin niggas ain't the same no more

So we yellin

Only moving for the money so we coming up

We outlast if we blast, Outlaw outcast

Don't slip, nigga we ride

(Yeah)

Ride

(Ride all night on they bitches)

We outlast if we blast, Outlaw outcast

(Niggas ain't afraid, we run up on your ass to blast)

Don't slip, nigga we ride

(Ride all night)...

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