Dayton Family - Stick N Move Lyrics
(talking){bootleg}i got some bad news for you tony.{tony}whut choo got?{bootleg}we lost the whole shipment.{tony}whut you mean, we lost the whole shipment.{bootleg}the columbian drug cartelIntercepted the wholeShipment.{tony}those *****in guys, every *****in thing to happen! iTold you *****az to stick n move, n get tha ***** outta there.I see lots of people gots to die tonight, ***** (fading).(bootleg) part 2, 19 mutha*****in 96, bootleg thaMutha*****in rap kapone, ghetto e, & my nigga shoestring, gonnaStick n move & bust up yo ass fo tha 9 6My memories get haunted by events in tha pastHad an outlet to be free from dirty visions at lastA brothaz out here stalking me but ***** you aint noIve been poppin window panes, my brain aint tha same no moLiving just like a criminal, but my mind still carries meIm seeing the bloody images of tha tools that bury meSkeletons they walk with me, while holding my right handMy mother be weepin n cryin while watchin me box with a deadmanLoad tha ak, spot a family & kill em all.Take a butcher knife, & spill some blood at tha *****in morgueIts murderYou *****es better understandMother***** a plan, Im gunning tha *****es down right where they standHomey shouldve ran, but then again I wouldnt advice you toCuz a 44 is good to go when Im busting caps at foolsSendin you hoes to schoolWell ***** the books n desksNo description or police sketch, you ***** & no arrestYou can try yo mutha*****in best to stop a villian on a killing spreeLiving is so *****in hard & dying is so easy to beMurder to tha first degree-demi, gotta representKill for dead presidents, in flint is sweet like peppermintYoull never find my fingerprints, so watch me getawayMurder victom found, killer though, free to strike another dayUp-up and away, to get some yahjl back where I stayTha fedz are like mosquitos empty needles alley waysIm goin to tha thang, take tha pain, Im a ghetto champTheres no court of law, my whole neighborhoods a prison camp,Food stamps & drug dealz is all a nigga knowStrut & kokane got me addicted nigga pass tha blowComing in ya spot with my glock to make my getaway smoothNigga close your eyez, no surprise, ***** boom!Another stick n move...Chorus movn n movn out, take that cocaine out your house,Sight that any. here no evil see no evil, ***** n I done got away.Movn n movn out, take that cocaine out your house, sight that any.Here no evil, see no evil, bit(shoestring) a giggerdy gangsta from tha streets, so mutha*****a dont make me bust yaBuck ya down, quick to bury your ass & then Ill bust someLike the *****in terror thats on the quick to put ya town awayA silencers on the tip so mutha*****a there be no sound todayIm taking you niggaz to war, so playa haters lock ya doorAn ak 47 leaved his brains up on tha floorA killa riddlin *****in around and frontin about his stashes3 killaz with masses, all we leave is ashes.Take ya shit & dashes, now of in a cascetsThe fever fo a murder got me breakin out in rashesSo hide your watch-n-rings, cuz shoot and fill ya ass up with holesReachin fo ya clothes, aint no marbles on ya toesStretchin niggas out like limos and creepin down my blockShoestring got a glock, can you follow us wanted by hollow point shots?Hmmm, betta watch yo ass, a killaz creepin up from tha pastMy fingers fast, & you just saw ya *****in lastShoestrings a killa, so dont ***** with this grim reaperMo cloud than a beeper, and I hit you with this street sweeperDown where Im dwelling, niggaz sellin and I go swellinPut snitches in ditches, cuz them *****es, they always tellinMy click is thick, so we be screamin ***** the lawCreep mental state as three killaz you aint never sawNot from the shore so whut tha ***** the sources thinkin?Must stop the drinkin? and dankin? im-a-leave you stinkinBetter ***** your mutha, than *****in that nigga, that shoestringCut off ya hands & all I want *****es? the rocks and ringsMy polos bloody, my case was lookin kinda muddyStep with this bald head, ***** you dread, leave him deadRolling trough tha stocks, Im so high, fillin that ***** inLooking through that tension, still kickin flint shitS to tha h to tha o-e-s-t-r-i-n-g 96 pullin tricks ridin the duece with them dicksOut tha ass. so xcuse me as I dust my groovesIm diggin ya chick my pockets thick, nigga its time to stick n move...Chorus(ghetto e) ughhh, rattat to tha tattat, im-a-take take him out his miseryPut his ass in a box & leave him as a memory(see when you sleep, thats when we creepUh, get on your toes, knock you off your feet)Game I peep. I did not know him, but I met him and now I got himMask to mask took my shit off, and then I shot himLeft him bloody with no money. cut his pocketGrab my glock *****ed it, seen his head, popped it, dropped itNow I was rollin like a mutha*****in bowling ball.(you sendin up who? you sendin him where? )Im sending him to tha graveyardNo time to play, eric dorseys on another missionI called up jody, he be coldin police in tha kitchenThem niggaz talkin, conversation kept him on tha phoneKilla gone grabbed my chrome, Im in his home.Lets get him gone, put him in a headlock till I heard him choke.So I used my kane, whip & slit his throatCreeped up on jody, jodys dead, now this shit is smoothGot away with the money and the gang, eric dorseys on a stick-n-move!Chorus
