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letra de move the *uck out my way - stinkaboo

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move the duck out my way
look out lil n-gga ima hustla for real;
n-ggas talkin but they ain’t poppin that steel
dog it’s real in the field, watch these n-ggas or you will get k!lled;
but who am i, i’m just telling the real;
don’t give a f-ck how you feel
gotta hold your own nuts in the jungle;
keep it on you and stay ready to rumble
and if u happen to fumble, pick the ball up and stay on your stride;
keep it g with the real ones that stay down to ride. y’all still tryna beef, i’m tryna get on my bag;
don’t care how much money you got dog, you can’t buy swag
i ain’t no hip hop artist, ima game spitta;
don’t give a f-ck about no b-tch unless i came with her
hook: been on the grind all my life;
tell me what you know about sacrifice
don’t give a dam what they say;
tell ‘um move the f-ck out my way
cause homie i’m coming
move the f-ck out my way. move the f-ck out my way
ahh ma’ i’m coming
move the f-ck out my way. move the f-ck out my way
cause homie i’m coming
move the f-ck out my way. move the f-ck out my way
2nd verse
now that i have your attention i got a story to tell;
a young boy had a dream with a digital scale
came from a good family, oldest cousins was hustlers;
it’s ok to love a woman but watch how you trust her. they flashed jewelry in his face and money in his eyes;
they never had the idea that he would grow up slangin pies
the oldest was in and out the pen listening to 2 pac;
don’t worry bout them, just worry bout what you got
so he started selling weed but his mama didn’t know it;
he was only fifteen, money he never showed it
you ain’t gotta like the game but you better respect it;
cause if you don’t have that, then you can’t rock your necklace
repeat hook
3rd verse
he a grown man now respected in the streets; you ain’t gotta like his hustle but respect the technique
went to the pen and came home right back on a kii;
aay who u talking bout big homie? i’m talking bout me
don’t matter what you do if you work a nine to five;
don’t worry bout the car just jump in and drive
let ‘um talk about you that’s what they supposed to do
apply the pressure let your outcome expose the truth
i know it’s hard on you ma’ bit stay on your grind;
don’t let them messy -ss hoes get in the way of your shine
tell ‘um get out your way you know you see this train coming, dam what they say let them hatas keep bumpin

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