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(feat. Jake Movez & Walter Goldstein) [Jake Movez talking] Uh, Jake Movez, Walter Gold-Gold-Goldstein [Walter Goldstein] It seems like you can't really come up too much And expect to have it all without some caddy and stuff Running a muck, haters ain't giving a fuck But I do with my heater straight burning them up You don't like me, you don't like what you see Well that's too bad, I'm M-O-B-E-C Make moves, haters take moves Jackers, spades changed his name to Jake Movez [Chorus] So let my go my way, we steady balling While y'all drinking hater aid, y'all acting like some bustas Let me go my way, we steady pimping While y'all sipping hater aid, y'all ain't talking bout nothing [Jake Movez] Well here I are, with the spectacular, monocular In a car with straps, and all black and I'm jacking you I mash for the placks and after that I'm slapping you (yeah you got heat big homie), what's happening dog SongtexteI stay's on uno, don't trust the niggas you know Sport the kind of shoe to kick these fools to pluto Hell you can't trust these niggas as far as you could throw them (what you know them niggas for) nigga, I ain't know them [Walter Goldstein] I'm in the lex bout to smash off, for barely work About cats and how they act naw, catch a cracked jaw Watch how I attract bar, or ice and platinum Fake cats get none, huh, where should I go now The world's mine don't hate, feel the same way as Jake Word is born, but seem to have died doing delivery Hater aid like the old days [Chorus] [Jake Movez] Watch these niggas get mad cause I'm balling like spalding Luxury vehicles people watching ass hauling I'm swinging like pieces if these niggas want dilemma I wrote this thesis so you niggas just could hear a Real nigga, power player big figger Get scrilla, money making, record dealer To all my breezies in the spot tonight Girl you looking real hot I keep it voice in tight [Jake Movez] Yeah, hit them like it's meant to be, changing up your chemistry Jake Movez and Walter Goldstein smooth ministry Jealousy and envy, has no place If you ain't ready for the truth, you ain't ready for Jake Bottom of the lake, is where your body gone rest Try to take my k, I put your ass to the test Nothing but the best, is what we coming with So why you trying to figure out how we run this shit [Chorus] [Walter Golstein: talking] Huh, yeah, I understand you man Why these niggas be drinking all that hater, gulp, gulp, gulp, gulp, gulp aid Yeah, Walter Goldstein, Jake Movez, nigga, go on there, yeah, what Yeah, what, yeah [Chorus] Aus Songtexte Mania