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Yeah
It's the unit
Best in the game
Heavyweight champion
Nigga, when I say move, you better get out my way
'Fore you have me in my hoopty low marquee
Nigga, move, when the choppa spray
'Cause these shells'll hit you from a block away
Nigga, when I say move, you better get out my way
'Fore you have me in my hoopty low marquee
Nigga, move, when the choppa spray
'Cause these shells'll hit you from a block away
Nigga, when I say move
Empire's cash cow revenues
Bugatti one stripe like Pepé Le Pew
I go to church and I kneel on the pew
And ask God for forgiveness when the monks come through
I hit the club and throw my setup
In Hermes from my toes to my neck up
Hoes wanna check us
Ten bottles in VIP, ten models and it's all on me, yeah
We move like hyenas on dead fetus
You get victimized tryna throw the dick beater
Switch the foreign car, jumped in the hoopty
'Cause last week niggas tried to shoot me
Nigga, when I say move, you better get out my way
'Fore you have me in my hoopty low marquee
Nigga, move, when the choppa spray
'Cause these shells'll hit you from a block away
Nigga, when I say move, you better get out my way
'Fore you have me in my hoopty low marquee
Nigga, move, when the choppa spray
'Cause these shells'll hit you from a block away
Nigga, when I say move
You know I'm hood, so I stay with the ratchet
Got an itchy trigger finger, don't make me scratch it
Yeah, I ride the gang, watch them niggas go to blastin'
Be a road runner or duck like Daffy
No lights, no cameras, all action (all action)
No bags, no luggage, but we packin' (we packin')
Your life, your air, go to graspin' (go to graspin')
Too late, two in your face, closed casket
Huh? A tisket, a tasket
Drum under the K like a picnic basket
Turn wives to widows, sons to bastards (son to bastards)
We call that Mayzay Magic, huh
Nigga, when I say move, you better get out my way
'Fore you have me in my hoopty low marquee
Nigga, move, when the choppa spray
'Cause these shells'll hit you from a block away
Nigga, when I say move, you better get out my way
'Fore you have me in my hoopty low marquee
Nigga, move, when the choppa spray
'Cause these shells'll hit you from a block away
Nigga, when I say move
Never under pressure in the turmoil
Russian mob extort, heads pressin' for the oil
I spray rockets out my spacecraft
They hit your blindside, your homie haulin' ass
The little homies shootin' over iPads
Them iPhone 5s'll leave a nigga dead
See, it's a cold world we livin' in
Stompin' in my Lavins like they Timberlands
Four door 650 pipin' the cinnamon with my woman friend
The stash pop out, the strap clip extend
Thirty shots out a handgun
Close on 'em, point blank, so a nigga can't run
Nigga, when I say move, you better get out my way
'Fore you have me in my hoopty low marquee
Nigga, move, when the choppa spray
'Cause these shells'll hit you from a block away
Nigga, when I say move, you better get out my way
'Fore you have me in my hoopty low marquee
Nigga, move, when the choppa spray
'Cause these shells'll hit you from a block away
Nigga, when I say move
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Pharoahe Monch
