Make A Move (Album Version (Explicit))

Uh G-Yeah I'm back [Chorus] I'm a G-Unit nigga that means I don't play by the rules But I can make you move About a quarter mill on juice so I ride around with the oohs Now that'll make um move Ma, you should stay in or come to me make up your mind I lashed out too fast to take my time I got to get in position to make her mine 'cause I ain't leavin' the club without my dime You know I got my nine Think twice before you cross that line Nigga you must have lost your mind Thinkin' you can get off my shines Shorty got to shakin' and I'm waitin' to take her home It's hot as hell in here and I'm bakin' up a Patron I know a couple different ways I can make 'um bone And when I'm done with her, she'll wanna take a nigga to Rome Give me a hour I have her blowin' up my phone Like a stem to a stone she won't leave me alone Million dollar nigga I get it and show off But Doja, give ma minute with your boss, I'll fold ya New York fitted and gold cross in a Rover Holster, all over the shoulder I'm the sickest thing spittin' in N-Y Your plane ain't the same, it's different when I fly South side player play around and get shot Twenty four hours steak out on your block Don't get your views confused with Hip-Hop 'fore you wind up on the news, now watch the hit drop [Chorus] Yeah From what I hear niggas don't like me It's funny, they wanna be jus' like me You bummy, it's jealousy more than likely The money, they made a nigga all icey Four finger ring that boy doin' his thing V-V-S Bling my chain long as a swing Boulevard king over known in Beijing Fully prepared for whatever the drama may bring Sixty-nine scraper with the up and down pumps Murder is forever don't fuck around once Bottle after bottle I down 'um till I'm drunk If you ain't chipped in don't come around my blunt Grimey and gritty New York City's top gun First nigga act up gets a hot one B-P-V the bottom and top done I get there, I gets it, I'm done, one [Chorus] Yeah I don't know about you but I'm doin' it for the queue Whip brand new size twenty-two shoe Use your money don't let your money use you I got a cruise view, you know the usual My life's beautful, my pockets full of bread You get outta pocket I play soccer with your head And that girl ain't your girl know the difference boy Nigga I done killed more niggas than a liquor store I left somethin' on her when I seen her And she was rubbin' it in, like Nakazeena She will kill big niggas, cute big hips And she's pretty convincin', a video vixen If you lookin' for a mack I fit the description Chicks see him take pictures and kiss him Back blockin' nigga I get it and I'm good I'm hood, livin' life like you should [Chorus] Grew up in the Y New York that is Why-why-Ya know the name I handle my biz, kid