DMX - Make A Move Lyrics
[dmx]Grrrrrrrrrrrrr..Mm..Chorus: dmxI gots to make a move and make it soon, uhhI gots to take a block and make it boom {*boom*}I take the car and hit it with this boomNow come on, lets get that money![dmx]Its two oclock and Im just about to hit the streetTil I knock off this rock I dont get to eatSometimes thats like thats the only reason why I hustleStep on toes, strongarm and show a lil muscleAint no real dough, thats why a nigga feel so frustratedI hate it, seein crab niggaz that made itAnd Im robbin cats just as broke as myselfLivin foul and aint lookin out for my health, wheres the wealth?Not in new york, cause niggaz talk about goin out of stateMoney got an eighth, comin back, hot with a lot of weightWheres my plate nigga? Im hungry tooSo ima do like hungry do, and get a hungry crewNiggaz that aint never had, and doin badWont be bad to get up off that stoop lookin sadGrab your bags, its about to go downWe goin to this hicktown, lets get the lowdown, on how they get downChorus 2x[dmx]I gots to make a move and make it soonGots to take a block and make it boomWe comin through so make some roomFound somethin that could be somethin if I pump it upThis kid black is the only thing that could ***** it upThe purple top ? thirty-five smalls a ring of games?But ima crush him with the black 40 double-lsI send two niggaz back up top, and come backWe chop up rock, by midnight, we open up shopIts four in the mornin, we on the block creepinKillin the cash, while yo ass is sleepinLook here, Im what they call a true hustlerCause nigga if I aint know you since I was like sixThen I dont trust yaAnd well bust ya over somethin petty like a few dollarsPut somethin hot up in that ass and watch you holla (ahhhhh!)You think Im here for the hoe flow? I want the dough flowAnd ***** the po-po, nigga keep a fo-foChorus 2x[dmx]I spend my money on niggaz cause niggaz get me richAnd a ***** aint doin shit but suckin my dickNiggaz is family now, and we stand strongThirty niggaz on six blocks, makin the cash longShit is good, because niggaz gettin what they been wantinAnd we see the same shit, other new york niggaz frontinStick up kids huntin, but I aint got no love for emI keep the burner and the duster with the glove for emThem mother*****in knockers come at us and chop usAnd I know they, really tryin to stop us and wanna drop usSo we pump, from the alley and the last house we use as a cash houseIts holdin em strong, its a stash houseI got runners that work for twelve hour shiftsAnd when them niggaz keep they count correct, I dont riffBut I aint tryin to hear that nigga took your pack shitAint tryin to hear jack shit, ***** the black *****I aint a greedy nigga, all I want is a five year runIf I dont make it, then ***** it, let me die near a gunGot *****es to transport without an escortIm makin moves from d.c. up to westportLocal police aint a problem cause they dont even stress usIt be them atf niggaz that have you under pressureJust so you know, aint gon never put my glock down (why nigga? )Cause Im a hustlin mother*****er, and Im holdin my block downChorus 2x
