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[00:10.27]I'm trying to move one brick, 2 brick, 3 bricks, four, more
[00:15.82]I'm trying to move 5 bricks, 10 bricks, 20 bricks, raw
[00:21.46](I smoke one ounce staring at the caddy on the showroom floor
[00:26.40]Now I'm trying to move 5 pounds, 10 pounds, 20 pounds, more, boy)
[00:32.38]Run tell the Bloods I'm crippin', go tell the Crips I'm Blood
[00:35.43]Nigga, I be trippin', bitch, I don't give a fuck
[00:37.97]I put the K on niggas, I spray on niggas
[00:40.76]Come through 2012 XJ on niggas
[00:43.31]I'm an apex predator, nigga I'm stronger
[00:46.59]Shooters on deck, I break bread and they on ya
[00:49.03]Niggas said I fell off, oh, you heard I fell off?
[00:51.62]Why the fuck would you be repeating that?
[00:53.97]Nigga, I'm a rap tycoon, make a 100 mill by June
[00:57.22]Now who the fuck said I can't rap, Jay?
[00:59.63]I'm in a dope fiend's dream, I got it for 'em raw
[01:02.54]I got that morphine memories, except I'm breaking the law
[01:05.23]I was born a burner, in the stroller with the llama
[01:08.19]I'm violent, I kill a nigga, put that on my mama
[01:10.60]Nah, nah, don't tell me nothing about none of these niggas
[01:13.19]I smoke all these niggas for this bread
[01:15.46]I'm trying to move one brick, 2 brick, 3 bricks, four, more
[01:20.97]I'm trying to move 5 bricks, 10 bricks, 20 bricks, raw
[01:26.73](I smoke one ounce staring at the caddy on the showroom floor
[01:31.54]Now I'm trying to move 5 pounds, 10 pounds, 20 pounds, more, boy)
[01:37.54]I give a fuck about a fed as I jump up outta bed
[01:41.02]5 pounds, 10 pounds, 20 pounds, yeah
[01:44.27]I'm trying to put this shit away on the low
[01:46.18]I need a hit a day, think you better get away
[01:48.30]From my, oh, my, I got a birdie that'll fly
[01:51.84]From Cali to Kingston, back to NY
[01:54.60]Snoop's master kush, puff 5 to 9
[01:57.27]Come by and get you some pounds and now you flying high
[01:59.96]Run with the metal with my foot to the pedal
[02:02.97]G's with the trees and the C's on my level
[02:05.27]5-0, you know I go hard, these fools call me Bogart
[02:08.33]Head nigga in charge, these niggas soft as DeBarge
[02:11.20]But I ain't tripping, I'm just flipping my cheese
[02:13.33]Cause if you really want the bomb come and fuck with your G's
[02:15.61]I got it, always kill, always will
[02:18.42]Had that, sit that, my nigga get that, you hear that?
[02:20.74]I'm trying to move one brick, 2 brick, 3 bricks, four, more
[02:26.44]I'm trying to move 5 bricks, 10 bricks, 20 bricks, raw
[02:31.94](I smoke one ounce staring at the caddy on the showroom floor
[02:36.92]Now I'm trying to move 5 pounds, 10 pounds, 20 pounds, more, boy)
[02:43.16]5 a.m. in the kitchen, nigga, I'm coughing
[02:46.08]Bag full of white 8 balls, I'm going golfing
[02:48.36]Now homie got killed last night, bought him a coffin
[02:51.19]Retaliated the same night, made him a dolphin
[02:54.87]Guess that's the life of a yay' flipper
[02:56.95]Choppers making your ass get naked just like a stripper
[02:59.18]Got cameras for the jackers, home invaders, man
[03:02.14]Them niggas coming all black like they Raiders fans
[03:04.52]All I saw growing up was kilos and gangbanging
[03:07.72]Then the homie taught me to whip, game changing
[03:10.18]Now I'm breaking down birds on the coffee table
[03:12.97]Yeah, and half them bitches sold 'fore they off the table
[03:15.64]Gotta look, nigga wantin' my half, I'm gonna split it
[03:18.56]The type of nigga work that visit like it's a skillet
[03:20.95]Less Soda more water, stretching like it's elastic
[03:24.04]Weigh it up in 250's, wrap it up in plastic, yeah
[03:26.30]I'm trying to move one brick, 2 brick, 3 bricks, four, more
[03:31.56]I'm trying to move 5 bricks, 10 bricks, 20 bricks, raw
[03:37.21](I smoke one ounce staring at the caddy on the showroom floor
[03:42.07]Now I'm trying to move 5 pounds, 10 pounds, 20 pounds, more, boy)
[03:49.23]Yeah, you know what it is. It's your cripping cousin, 5-O. Anytime you need that mothafuckin' smoke, you know I got it, cuz. You need five pounds, ten pounds, 20 pounds? Whatever you need, you know I got it. And if them niggas out there in the NY need it. Give 'em my connect so I can hook them niggas up with that. Ooh wee, ooh wee! We tryna move this shit, cuz. For real though I got too much of this shit, homie. Yeah, I'm Bob Marley reincarnated. Jah! Rastafari!
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