Lyric Moving Things
Baby baby get up what?
You e already late for work
What time is it? Its 10 30
Oh yeah I forgot tonight, I m working the graveyard
[Chorus]
I know my man is moving things
9 to 5 baby, I got a job baby.
I hope one day my nigga change
All the time baby I m on the grind baby
I keeps that 9 in my drawers cuz you know I like to ball
Nigga I ain t Warren G, but sometimes I want it all
Flip a half into a whole, I mean an ounce into a brick.
Get it for sixteen five, me and my niggas gonna be rich
Put them 20 s on my Benz so you know I got so mens
Keep your eyes on your enemies and nigga watch your friends
See in this game you get schisted I get some niggas that don t like me
See the Ghettos trying to kill me, and the feds wanna indict me
On a murder I didn t do, I m still thuggin with the crew
Because once you snitch then you threw but if u hustle then you true
Would you live for this shit? would you die for the click?
Sell your soul to get rich and run your mouth like a bitch
[Chorus (2x)]
Nigga we hustle the streets so lets fuck the police
My enemies don t want to see a nigga up on his feet
I got the chrome for the haters and burbs on the table
Give my life for my niggas and we splittin the paper
They say thuggin is the secret that help a nigga fall
OZ s flippin quickly to see we never fall
The grind got us strapped with 9 s on our lap
The crime is a trap chop dimes of crack
Hennesy got your mind if you slip you might die
Penitentiaries give us time I m fighting for mine
If I die in this game send my soul to God
I m making mine in this game even though it s so hard
[Chorus (2x)]
Yo baby, guess who stopped by today? who? guess?
Your sister came from California? mnn mnnnn.
I ain t got time for all this guessin I just got home from work
Come on I want you to guess, we gonna play a game
Your auntee from Jersey? mnn mnn, wrong again
Who? The mother fucking ATF that s who?
What? yes you know what I m saying.
What, you running them games on me?
You let them in the house?
Hell ya what am I supposed to do I didn t know what to do
They wanted to search the house and if they find some
Mother fucking dope in here they are gonna take my children
Away and I cant be having that shit. Man, slow down, slow down.
Slow down? slow down? ima slow down, ima slow down.
You know what? I m tired of this shit and another thing
I called your mother fucking work today and guess what they told me.
You haven t been to work in the last 6 months
Now what you been doing huh?
How the fuck you think you get all this shit you have?
I don t know how I get it. you tell me that s what I want to know.
You don t want it? Tell me where you get it from.
Don t play with me you know what happening
Hmm hmm I know what s happening. you know what?
I don t want this shit. Fuck it all. Fuck it all
You e already late for work
What time is it? Its 10 30
Oh yeah I forgot tonight, I m working the graveyard
[Chorus]
I know my man is moving things
9 to 5 baby, I got a job baby.
I hope one day my nigga change
All the time baby I m on the grind baby
I keeps that 9 in my drawers cuz you know I like to ball
Nigga I ain t Warren G, but sometimes I want it all
Flip a half into a whole, I mean an ounce into a brick.
Get it for sixteen five, me and my niggas gonna be rich
Put them 20 s on my Benz so you know I got so mens
Keep your eyes on your enemies and nigga watch your friends
See in this game you get schisted I get some niggas that don t like me
See the Ghettos trying to kill me, and the feds wanna indict me
On a murder I didn t do, I m still thuggin with the crew
Because once you snitch then you threw but if u hustle then you true
Would you live for this shit? would you die for the click?
Sell your soul to get rich and run your mouth like a bitch
[Chorus (2x)]
Nigga we hustle the streets so lets fuck the police
My enemies don t want to see a nigga up on his feet
I got the chrome for the haters and burbs on the table
Give my life for my niggas and we splittin the paper
They say thuggin is the secret that help a nigga fall
OZ s flippin quickly to see we never fall
The grind got us strapped with 9 s on our lap
The crime is a trap chop dimes of crack
Hennesy got your mind if you slip you might die
Penitentiaries give us time I m fighting for mine
If I die in this game send my soul to God
I m making mine in this game even though it s so hard
[Chorus (2x)]
Yo baby, guess who stopped by today? who? guess?
Your sister came from California? mnn mnnnn.
I ain t got time for all this guessin I just got home from work
Come on I want you to guess, we gonna play a game
Your auntee from Jersey? mnn mnn, wrong again
Who? The mother fucking ATF that s who?
What? yes you know what I m saying.
What, you running them games on me?
You let them in the house?
Hell ya what am I supposed to do I didn t know what to do
They wanted to search the house and if they find some
Mother fucking dope in here they are gonna take my children
Away and I cant be having that shit. Man, slow down, slow down.
Slow down? slow down? ima slow down, ima slow down.
You know what? I m tired of this shit and another thing
I called your mother fucking work today and guess what they told me.
You haven t been to work in the last 6 months
Now what you been doing huh?
How the fuck you think you get all this shit you have?
I don t know how I get it. you tell me that s what I want to know.
You don t want it? Tell me where you get it from.
Don t play with me you know what happening
Hmm hmm I know what s happening. you know what?
I don t want this shit. Fuck it all. Fuck it all
