Move Something 创作者：
M.o.p.

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调：G minor

Verse 1

"Aaaaaaaah... I told

you motherfuckers.

Now what the fuck is going on?

You done started a war

Verse 2
here now it's on here."
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Lil Fame speaks: All for this bowl.
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(Uh) You know what I mean.
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Bizzy Womack back up in this motherfucker. (Firing Squad,
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nigga.)
No I ain't went nowhere,
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nigga. Fucking with the best.
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(Oh yeah, to  the death.) Stare into
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the same ?marked ass?
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(Firing Squad, nigga.) I know what the fuck
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I'm talking about.
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(Go 'head, nigga, go ahead,
go 'head nigga)
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Verse one: Lil Fame

Verse 3
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Ghetto warfare, heavy metal warfare
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You done started a war here,
now its on (YEAH)
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What the fuck, NIGGA?
You thought you was gonna slide,
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you gon' run a muck, NIGGA
I'ma make you feel like you
got hit by a truck, NIGGA
I pluck herbs like birds,
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then I brainwash em
Watch Fame squash em
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Look what I brought to  ya
And when I'm gone do ya
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Slugs run through ya, HALLELUJAH
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Keep deep fo  cus,
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the locust of war raps
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Hard Fizzy Womack
Set it off like them for Bronx
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(Borrow lives!) Roll this
thug
(Sorrow lives!) Hold his slug
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Bruisin niggaz, but it hurts
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to lose a nigga (Its bug!)
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Anaconda, wanna take me un  der
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For jealousy, Goddamn yo
it makes me wonder
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But the path I   follow been blessed
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From my certificate of like,
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to my. certificate of death
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Chorus

Verse 4
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Billy Danze: You gotta,
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do  something, move something
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Try to make that shit more
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(Live for your dogs!)
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Lil Fame:Cause ain't
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nobody gonna rock that shit
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If it  ain't got that raw (Vibe for
your dogs!)
Verse two: Billy Danze
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I bring this whole

Verse 5
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motherfuck
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ing world to a standstill
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William  Danz- ini don't you know
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this man will?
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(Move on em!) D- yea
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take action
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(Step to em!) Straight blasting
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Ghetto predator slash retarded
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motherfucker
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Enables me  to be one cold-
hearted motherfucker
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Start it motherfucker
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(Come on) I leave no traces
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(Come on) Run up,
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I blow your ass back seven paces
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(Feel the pressure as  we
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step in the place.)
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Pump one in your face
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(Blow) Ain't nobody gonna see me,
believe me
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One of them guys that specialize
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in (master illusions)
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Vanishing in the wind
After commiting a sin
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Then, I'm laying low till another day
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As for your crew, I send them to  you when I come
through at the wake
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(That's right!) Them
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promise to always roll with you
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So nig ga  I'ma send they soul with you
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Get the fuck
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outta here!
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Chorus

Verse 6
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*Fame and
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Danze switch
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stanzas* *2X*
Verse 3
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Lil Fame: Straight

Verse 7
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for casters
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For full blasters
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Survivers that dealt with disaster
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Master the plans that twist YA
Cocks back, dismiss ya
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Aroused by this too- down
militant militia
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Listen, niggaz tend to think
your soft when you rap
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And that will provoke
Fame to busting a cap
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You can 't hide from death
(Nah!) You'll be found with
your neck in a noose
stripped for you life,
hung form ?scratch?
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Billy Danze: Now if I step

Verse 8
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up in your chest
(Give you cardiac arrest!)
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Convert you into a mess
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(You been blessed!)
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(Damn!) I don't waste time
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I bust mine
To splatter ya
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First of  all, your small,
your not even my calibre
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(So get up in they ass!)
Niggaz, taking blasts
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(Aiyo lets take it to  they ass!)
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Son, we gotta do this right
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(The Marksmen) From the Marx'
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Lettin to ?Burner? Park, hot slugs
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Leave you so  called
thugs laying in junk
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(bow, bow,
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bow, bow,
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bow,
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bow, bow, bow)
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Chorus

Verse 9

*2X*

Spoken: Ha ha!

Verse 10
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Come on.
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Firing Squad,
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nigga.
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What'd ya say? What, what,
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what'd ya say?
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What, what, what ya say?
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What ya say?
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God damn in the mourning,
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nigga. Come on, ha ha!
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(Vibe for your dogs) Salute! (See you
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when I   see you) *beat fades out*