Red Cafe, Freeway - Move Out lyrics

GUESS who stepped in the motha fuckin door!
Who? RC i break laws and make laws
You do WHAT? Break jaws and take yours
I got heart that somethin
Y'all couldn't pay for
Got paper, money forever green
Glock 20 spittin a hundred and seventeen
Who gonna stop money
The homies forever scream
Never gonna happen, all go out clappin
Ay yo, R-Dot sling hard rock yay yo
I'm bout payroll
Hoes, love them niggas that game tight
Trust me, I'm gon' be drillin the same night
That I peeps her
R play with more keys than Alicia
With the poppies I got credit like Visa
I breathe ether, make you fools believers
R Dot Brooklyn bangin a team leader

Y'all niggas industry
My niggas in these streets
We get money endlessly
Bitch niggas don't blend with me
Real niggas move in with me now move out

Y'all niggas industry
My niggas in these streets
We get money endlessly
Bitch niggas don't blend with me
Real niggas move in with me now move out

Guess who STEPPED in this mother fucka
Need no intro
Entro TECHS in the mother fucka
Free-way, your man and his gat
I cock slugs back rip through your vest
The block run that handle the Glock
And die one day pray with the Lord
Scream gun play but run to the cops
When I'm in the room your bitch cater to boss
Rap Prince Nasir slip hook and a block
You wanna BET my team flow better than y'all
Ghetto nigga get head in a drought
Free a Smith & Wesson metal nigga
Throw lead at your pops
Plus y'all niggas industy
My niggas in the streets
We dump heat, circle the block
Let the mack squirt on whoever act first
Let your Ac hurt, truck in the shop
Listen y'all niggas into rap
And don't get interviews

This the block where niggas run lights
Every night, gun fights
Niggas scream fuck the cops
You better come right
Crack is slung, coke is snorted
And everybody know everybody and
They support it
Streets is infested, I can't lie
I'm in the street well invested
Nothin I can't buy
And I mean nothin, I can buy your life
Nigga you ain't nothin, go ahead sip somethin
You little punk don't tempt me
I made sure I left my car trunk empty
Just so you know I'm only here to
Claim the king of the throne
Whether it takes a mic fight
Or swingin the chrome
I need it, and I'ma bring
It till it's brought, believe it
Plus I know you ain't got
No iron cause you anemic
Hold up, I don't think you heard me
You ain't got no iron cause you anemic

I gave everybody ample opportunity to
Get money with me now you gonna watch me eat
From the sidelines nigga let's do it