Move Right lyrics

by

30 Deep Grimeyy


[Intro: NWM Cee Murdaa]
Murda (Murda Murda)
Helluva made that beat baby
(Aye Aye Aye)

[Hook]
Mac in my back you better move right (Move right)
If he don't move right then Grimeyy popped his ass
Flag in this tag and it's not to the right (To the right)
(Cause it's to the left)
Cause b*tch I'm super crippin' so you knew the rag (Crip)
Loose off the Xans I snoozed at the light (At the light snoozin'), But please don't drop your window I let this toolie blast (Brr Boom)
Switches shoot fast (What?), Goofies turned fans (f*ck 'em), get laid in the casket under tulips and grass (Murda)

[Verse 1: NWM Cee Murdaa]
I got all my n*ggas with me I don't think I need security (At all)
The G-Lock 29 only thing I need securing me (10 milly)
I'm 100 with no flaws you can and see the pure in me (What?)
We shot him in the eyes, now he just got his ears to the streets (b*tch)
Last goofy we hit up had to learn to read and write again (Ha)
Just popped another Perc I guess I'm going on a flight again (I'm gone)
They say the last opp dissed me died so tell all the opps don't write me then (At all)
Just killed two of they guys, so tell me why would I be typin' then (Why)
Throwin' bullets like Peyton Manning and these b*tches coming right to them
They love Speakin' on they work that's why police just come right to them
Aye Jesus I'm a righteous man (Boom)
If he a Opp we piped him then (Come here)
They always shoot at me but do it wrong I do it right at them (Boom) (Boom) (Boom)
[Hook]
Mac in my back you better move right (Move right)
If he don't move right then Grimeyy popped his ass
Flag in this tag and it's not to the right (To the right)
(Cause it's to the left) (At All) (At All)
Cause b*tch I'm super crippin' so you knew the rag (Crip)
Loose off the Xans I snoozed at the light (At the light snoozin'), But please don't drop your window I let this toolie blast (Brr Boom)
Switches shoot fast (What?), Goofies turned fans (f*ck 'em), get laid in the casket under tulips and grass (Murda)

[Verse 1: 30 Deep Grimeyy]
2008 I had a 8 in my Girbaud Jeans (What?)
My white b*tch hit my line like "Grimeyy I just bought you four leans" (Abby)
Midwest baby I'm from the [?] (Westside)
Give a f*ck if we was gang, I need my money if you owe me (What?)
I linked up for a feature, f*cked around hit for four Ps (Dayum)
Ain't never been a lick, You a f*ck around and have to blow me (Boom) (Boom) (Boom) (Boom)
I'm smokin' dead n*ggas b*tch and I don't even smoke weed (Tanner)
We caught that n*gga slippin' he was leanin' off that Codeine (What?)
All them push ups get you popped, give a f*ck 'bout no protein (Ew)
This Draco got some wood, n*gga I can blend in with the Oak trees (30)
He tried to run for help, he on a shelf like some groceries (Come here)
b*tch I'm grimy for a reason better watch how you approach me (Grimy)

[Hook]
Mac in my back you better move right (Move right)
If he don't move right then Grimeyy popped his ass
Flag in this tag and it's not to the right (To the right)
(Cause it's to the left) (At All) (At All)
Cause b*tch I'm super crippin' so you knew the rag (Crip)
Loose off the Xans I snoozed at the light (At the light snoozin'), But please don't drop your window I let this toolie blast (Brr Boom)
Switches shoot fast (What?), Goofies turned fans (f*ck 'em), get laid in the casket under tulips and grass (Murda)
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