Only Move 4 Tha Money (So We Comin’ Up)

Daz Dillinger & Bad Azz & 2Pac - Rap, West Coast Rap
Only Move 4 Tha Money (So We Comin’ Up)
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Duration: 3:10
Lyrics
[Intro: Daz] Yeah, yeah Cruisin', doing our thang, you know what I mean? Dat nigga Daz, Makaveli Check it out, biatch! [Verse 1: 2Pac] Three words to make a mu'fucka heart burst I rip the verse worse, nigga when I start to curse Picture a black hearse, adversaries buried in they Sunday best He blinked, died in the dark, my guns sprayed his chest When will I die, nigga? We all die, so until I die Why must I ride on my enemies until they fry Father forgive them 'cause they not knowin' My Glock cocked, niggas drop when my shots flowin' My definition of a thug nigga; a multi-millionaire Started as a drug dealer, I love niggas Open fire when I blast at ya, everybody dies Bad boy massacre, I laugh at ya Holla my name, I reappear like a Genie Knowing no man alive can see me Mothafuckas makin' problems, but they get what they deserve Get destroyed with these three words, mu'fuckas know [Chorus: Bad Azz & Daz] We outlast, if we blast, Outlaw outcast Only movin' for the money so we comin' up (So we comin' up) We outlast if we blast, Outlaw outcast Don't slip, nigga, we ride (We ride!) We outlast, if we blast, Outlaw outcast Only movin' for the money so we comin' up (So we comin' up) We outlast if we blast, Outlaw outcast Don't slip, nigga, we ride (We ride!) [Verse 2: Daz] It's about more money, more dollars More crack for the fiends, and more weed for the ballers The spots hot from all this fuckin' bullshit And recommended dope dealers gettin' richer for all my niggas Hit the wall up in memory Stand around mine and come right before me So all of you all breaths scatter, run for heat Plus the power, tryin' to get rid of half these motherfuckin' bastards They a hazard to the block From the git with all that bullshit drama they talk Never puttin' shit back in the hood So these motherfuckers think it's all good If I die or go to jail, I can't quit From illegal to legitimate Incarcerated with the Bloods and Crips They locked me down in the gang, you in the spot G They down to ride and down to shake for me You got me, gangsta [Chorus: Bad Azz & Daz] We outlast, if we blast, Outlaw outcast Only movin' for the money so we comin' up (So we comin' up) We outlast if we blast, Outlaw outcast Don't slip, nigga, we ride (We ride!) [Verse 3: 2Pac] Fuck the world, feel the fury of the chosen man Thug nigga, 10 millimeter close in hand Put 'em in my range, aim nigga, take fire Watch 'em die, should've never fucked around when it's time to ride Ridin' low, down a one way, watch for gunplay I hope we find true peace one day Nobody cry when my dog died, set 'em straight AK automatically retaliate [Verse 4: Daz] Dat Nigga Daz and Makaveli on a mission, saw the warrior Like the style of the story 'til we worship the glory Comin' through on my entourage, gettin' loose Prepare for the war, motherfucker, bring your juice Pray to God that your soul is right before you die tonight And equipped [?] how we be ridin' all night See, the game ain't the same no more All these motherfuckin' niggas ain't the same no more So we yellin' [Outro: Bad Azz & Daz] Only movin' for the money, so we comin' up (Comin' up, straight up) We outlast if we blast, Outlaw outcast And don't slip, nigga, we ride (Ride!) Yeah! (We ride!) Yeah! Ride all night on they bitch-ass We outlast if we blast, Outlaw outcast (Niggas ain't afraid, we run up on your ass to blast) Don't slip, nigga, we ride! All night
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Credits
- Writers
- Daz Dillinger
- 2Pac