Представляем точный текст композиции "Move Out" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Red Cafe . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Move Out» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Red Cafe передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Red Cafe - "Move Out"
Lyrics to Move Out : (feat. Freeway) [Verse 1: Red Cafe] GUESS who stepped in the motha fuckin door! Who' R.C. I break laws and make laws You do WHAT' Break jaws and take yours I got heart that somethin yall couldnt pay for Got paper, money forever green Glock .20 spittin a hundred and seventeen Who gonna stop money, the homies forever scream Never gonna happen, all go out clappin Ay yo, R-Dot sling hard rock yay yo Im bout payroll Hoes, love them niggas that game tight Trust me, Im gon be drillin the same night that I peeps her, R play with more keys than Alicia With the poppies I got credit like Visa I breathe ether, make you fools believers R Dot Brooklyn bangin a team leader [Chorus] [Red Cafe] Yall niggas industry, my niggas in these streets We get money endlessly Bitch niggas dont blend with me Real niggas move in with me Now move out [Red Cafe & Freeway] Yall niggas industry, my niggas in these streets We get money endlessly Bitch niggas dont blend with me Real niggas move in with me Now move out [Verse 2: Freeway] Guess who STEPPED in this mother fucka Need no intro, entro TECHS in the mother fucka Free-way, your man and his gat I cock slugs back rip through your vest The block run that handle the glock and die one day pray with the Lord Scream gun play but run to the cops When Im in the room your bitch cater to boss Rap Prince Nasir slip hook and a block You wanna BET my team flow better than yall Ghetto nigga get head in a drought Free a Smith & Wesson metal nigga throw lead at your pops Plus yall niggas industy My niggas in the streets We dump heat, circle the block Let the mack squirt on whoever act first Let your Ac hurt, truck in the shop Listen yall niggas into rap and dont get interviews [Chorus] [Verse 3: Red Cafe] This the block where niggas run lights Every night, gun fights Niggas scream fuck the cops, you better come right Crack is slung, coke is snorted And everybody know everybody and they support it Streets is infested, I cant lie Im in the street well invested, nothin I cant buy And I mean nothin, I can buy your life Nigga you aint nothin, go ahead sip somethin You little punk dont tempt me I made sure I left my car trunk empty Just so you know Im only here to claim the king of the throne Whether it takes a mic fight or swingin the chrome I need it, and Ima bring it till its brought, believe it Plus I know you aint got no iron cause you anemic Hold up, I dont think you heard me You aint got no iron cause you anemic [Chorus] [Outro: Red Cafe] I gave everybody ample opportunity to get money with me Now you gonna watch me eat from the sidelines nigga Lets do it [ Move Out Lyrics ]
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