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Mic Geronimo
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Nothin' Move But The Money
Lyricist:Sean J. Combs, Nona B. Hendryx, Michael Mcdermon, Carole Ann Pope, Kelly Price, Kevin Staples, Davin Vanderpool
Aha, aha, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Keep it movin', come on and keep it movin' Keep it movin', come on and keep it movin' Keep it movin', come on and keep it movin' Keep it movin', come on and keep it movin'
Pimped out shine, boss to a tee Ask yourself, can you ball like me? It's nothin' that an amateur can try to see Even hoes with the most step carefully, around me Abide by the rules you know Disturb my groove and you gots to lay low
Geronimo have it in the cut hogged tied Fucked up, staring at gats from both sides I stay high puff a pound or so Spearing the dough, accordly we run it
How it go? Can't nobody hold me down Like my nigga Puff say, cut so sharp You think we sensei, I'ma break it down audio display With some help from the Bad Boys mic don't play
Frontin' on my crew, nigga, crime don't pay We back in your face kickin' dirt all day Protégé niggas that rhyme, don't try It's a fact, you've been hitted by the Master-I
Emcees wanna gun me and take my life from me It's funny but still ain't nothin' move but the money It's on
Times are hard, times are rough Feelin' like you had enough We can make it, gotta try Make a change, live your life
Struggle for years is gone, I'm back fully on With the tracks, with the plagues we get illy on Niggas carry on while I'll place in funds And makin' some, the value it make 'em run
Grams and tons of rhymes, if you coppin' one Let your man know, make sure he rockin' one Here it is in the cut, clientele at the throat The bomb shit blowin' like a bag of choke
Mad you wrote a verse but it just don't fit Writin' that shit with the niggas you running to roll with I told y'all I'ma control the world with this microphone like a anthem It just don't miss give me somethin' to run with, I'm on the block All the niggas we hold you see they underlocked, still Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
Emcees wanna gun me and take my life from me It's funny but still ain't nothin' move but the money It's on
Times are hard, times are rough Feelin' like you had enough We can make it, gotta try Make a change, live your life
Geronimo got it locked up like HDM Blowin' the twenty with shortie in the gray B.M Gettin dirty after dark like 4 AM And strokin' my little mami 'til her body say
When I'm more amazing then a Spielberg flick Mix it with a little bit of the Tarantino shit Y'all need to quit while you're movin' ahead See we stoppin' on the bank up in the game, enough said A team so strong, what can stop me now Y'all niggas better hope y'all top me now, and still
Emcees wanna gun me and take my life from me It's funny but still ain't nothin' move but the money It's on
Times are hard, times are rough Feelin' like you had enough We can make it, gotta try Make a change, live your life
Can't you see that what I mean is the money? Can't you see?
Times are hard, times are rough Feelin' like you had enough We can make it, gotta try Make a change, live your life
Times are hard, times are rough Feelin' like you had enough We can make it, gotta try Make a change, live your life
Times are hard, times are rough Feelin' like you had enough We can make it, gotta try Make a change, live your life
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Blunt records, Bad Boy collabo Yeah, I see
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