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Makin Moves Lyrics - Singles - Royal Flush

It go one for all my people in the pen doing time 

Stupid niggas that was force to do a life of livin' crime 

If you gotta do, whatever, just to keep a little cheddar 

(Makin' moves y'all, makin' moves y'all) 

 

It go one for all my people in the pen doing time 

Stupid niggas that was force to do a life of livin' crime 

If you gotta do, whatever, just to keep a little cheddar 

(Makin' moves y'all, makin' moves y'all) 

 

I'm going through the levels of hell 

Where life get token by a drug sale 

Weigh ya grams on ya scale, holdin' block for real 

Shootin' niggas out to kill, savin' money for bail 

While the takes make ya squeal, beat you down til you ill 

 

It's a struggle motherfucker, when you walk wit ya steel 

While the base heads lookin' for someone that deal 

While my Ryan died tryin' to eat his last meal 

Seen it come and go, many succeed, but some bleed 

 

Goin day by day, carryin' works like a disease 

Do you get the picture, the basic fact, why we strapped? 

While little kids kidnapped and cars get jacked 

Bring it to a man that could never help you wit that 

 

I'm on the road to the riches, bitches countin' my stack 

Keep the red eyes, and shootin' bullets back to back 

Hypnotize smokin' la, sometime it feels like pipe 

I gotta get mind, you gotta get yours, by all cause 

 

It go one for all my people in the pen doing time 

Stupid niggas that was force to do a life of livin' crime 

If you gotta do, whatever, just to keep a little cheddar 

(Makin' moves y'all, makin' moves y'all) 

 

It go one for all my people in the pen doing time 

Stupid niggas that was force to do a life of livin' crime 

If you gotta do, whatever, just to keep a little cheddar 

(Makin' moves y'all, makin' moves y'all) 

 

That's why I sit back and smoke my reefer 

Listen what the Gods teach ya 

Fuck a preacher, holdin' guns'll great ya 

Streets make it hard to survive, so most die 

Some niggas is paralyzed, catchin' slugs in they spine 

 

Do the mankind, holdin' my nine, commitin' crimes 

Sometime my mind relax, leave the block then come back 

It's all affected way cracks and little kids packin' gat 

Bitches fuckin' for stat, New York is wild like that 

 

Perhaps you got an open 'cause judge in ya face 

Sister made a mistake, got you layin' upstate 

5 to 15, holdin' ya ox, from gettin' wop 

While somebody else fuckin' ya girl right on ya block 

 

Niggas bustin' that cops for props 

These streets is hot, sawed-off shotguns and weed spots 

Snitches that eavesdrop, first of all started hard rocks 

Stealin' outta car, last night they talk nonstop, word 

 

It go one for all my people in the pen doing time 

Stupid niggas that was force to do a life of livin' crime 

If you gotta do, whatever, just to keep a little cheddar 

(Makin' moves y'all, makin' moves y'all) 

 

It go one for all my people in the pen doing time 

Stupid niggas that was force to do a life of livin' crime 

If you gotta do, whatever, just to keep a little cheddar 

(Makin' moves y'all, makin' moves y'all) 

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