50 Cent, Snoop Dogg, Jeezy - Major Distribution lyrics

I'm trying to move 1 brick
2 brick, 3 bricks, four, more
I'm trying to move 5 bricks
10 bricks, 20 bricks, raw
I smoke one ounce staring at the
Caddy on the showroom floor
Now I'm trying to move 5 pounds
10 pounds, 20 pounds, more, boy

Run tell the Bloods I’m crippin'
Go tell the Crips I’m Blood
Nigga, I be trippin', bitch
I don't give a fuck
I put the K on niggas, I spray on niggas
Come through 2012 XJ on niggas
I'm an apex predator, nigga, I'm stronger
Shooters on deck
I break bread and they on ya
Niggas said I fell off, oh
You heard I fell off?
Why the fuck would you be repeating that?


Nigga, I'm a rap tycoon
Make a 100 mill by June
Now who the fuck said I can't rap, Jay?
I'm in a dope fiend's dream
I got it for 'em raw
I got that morphine memories
I've been breaking the law
I was born a burner
In the stroller with the llama
I'm violent, I kill a nigga
Put that on my mama nah, nah
Don't tell me nothing about
None of these niggas
I smoke all these niggas for this bread

I'm trying to move 1 brick
2 brick, 3 bricks, four, more
I'm trying to move 5 bricks
10 bricks, 20 bricks, raw
I smoke one ounce staring at the
Caddy on the showroom floor
Now I'm trying to move 5 pounds
10 pounds, 20 pounds, more, boy

I give a fuck about a fed
As I jump up outta bed
5 pounds, 10 pounds, 20 pounds, yeah
I'm trying to put this shit away on the low
I need a hit a day, think you better get away
From my, oh, my, I got a birdie that'll fly
From Cali to Kingston, back to NY
Snoop's smash the kush, from 5 to 9
Come by and get you some pounds
And now you flying high
Run with the metal with my foot to the pedal
G's with the trees and the C's on my level
5-0, you know I go hard
These fools call me Bogart
Head nigga in charge
These niggas soft as DeBarge
But I ain't tripping
I'm just flipping my cheese
Cause if you really want the bomb
Come and fuck with your G's
I got it, always kill, always will
Had that, sit that, my nigga get that
You hear that?

I'm trying to move 1 brick
2 brick, 3 bricks, four, more
I'm trying to move 5 bricks
10 bricks, 20 bricks, raw
I smoke one ounce staring at the
Caddy on the showroom floor
Now I'm trying to move 5 pounds
10 pounds, 20 pounds, more, boy

5 AM in the kitchen, nigga, I'm coughing
Bag full of white 8 balls, I'm going golfing
Now homie got killed last night
Bought him a coffin
Retaliated the same night, made him a dolphin
Guess that's the life of a yay' flipper
Choppers making your ass get naked
Just like a stripper
Got cameras for the jackers, home invaders
Man them niggas coming all black
Like they Raiders fans all I saw growing up
Was kilos and gangbanging
Then the homie taught me to whip
Gamechanging now I'm breaking down birds
On the coffee table
Yeah, and half them bitches sold
'fore they off the table
Gotta look, nigga wantin' my half
I’m gonna split it
The type of nigga work that
Visit like it's a skillet
Less Soda, more water
Stretching like it's elastic
Weigh it up in 250's, wrap it up in plastic
Yeah

I'm trying to move 1 brick
2 brick, 3 bricks, four, more
I'm trying to move 5 bricks
10 bricks, 20 bricks, raw
I smoke one ounce staring at the
Caddy on the showroom floor
Now I'm trying to move 5 pounds
10 pounds, 20 pounds, more, boy

Yeah, you know what it is it's your cripping
Cousin, 5-O anytime you need
That mothafuckin' smoke, you
Know I got it, cuz you need 5 pounds
10 pounds, 20 pounds? Whatever you need
You know I got it and if them niggas
Out there in the NY need it
Give 'em my connect so
I can hook them niggas up with that ooh wee
Ooh wee! We tryna move this shit
Cuz for real though
I got too much of this shit, homie yeah
I'm Bob Marley reincarnated jah! Rastafari!