Move That Dope - G-Unit

Young nigga move that dope

Young nigga move that dope

Aye move that dope, aye move that dope

(How much dope can you move, nigga?)

Young nigga move that dope

Young nigga move that dope

Aye move that dope, aye move that dope

(How much dope can you move, my nigga?)

Clip in the K, whippin' and flippin' the yay

36 O’s in a day, thumbing through pay

When you do shit the right way

Niggas ain’t fuckin' with me

How they gone eat?

I run the seam

I got that work, bitch, I got it

I got a few Maseratis, dope in my new Maserati

That’s a whole 'lotta new money

Stash it, it’s hotter than hell

Movin' them squares in for real

Servin' that broad, said yeah

Either way you put it on, bitch, I’m good

Triple salute bitch, I’m straight out the hood

Triple beam, look what I got on the scale

This is that dope boy life right here for real

Young nigga move that dope

Young nigga move that dope

Aye move that dope, aye move that dope

(How much dope can you move, nigga?)

Young nigga move that dope

Young nigga move that dope

Aye move that dope, aye move that dope

(How much dope can you move, my nigga?)

All this money, need a calculator

I’mma a drop it off and get back at you later

Shoes gator, suit tailored, cookin' chickens, we do cater

Give it to your front door like newspaper

Two twenty on the dash, I lose haters

Plug showed up with two trailers

Two flavors, what dude gave ya

I got thirty cars in my front yard

Hundred acres, no neighbors

I finished up the white shit

50 on the fight shit, I might go to Vegas

I keep up with who supposed to pay us

Who cash out and who delay us

Crash out if you try to play us

Dope Boy Universal, all you can say is

Young Buck move that dope

The future of the dope game, I’m mixing and Bottega Veneta

That’s 60 a gram, I’m stretching the yams and making my cheddar

Whippin' that coke like Patsy — 12 years of a slave

Alphabet boys catch me, it’s natural life in a cage

Presidential on my arm, you need to work on your own

I don’t do consignment

They think I’m 'inati the way that I shine

Young nigga move that dope

Young nigga move that dope

Aye move that dope, aye move that dope

(How much dope can you move, nigga?)

Young nigga move that dope

Young nigga move that dope

Aye move that dope, aye move that dope

(How much dope can you move, my nigga?)

In the kitchen with Rida Gang chopping an eight

S-S-H-H, all on my momma’s good plates

Dumped the the meth all on my face

Should get an A up in Chemistry

Murder the block on a killin' spree

Move the shit fast as a centipede

You gone need a fade to get rid of me

Movin' that boy and that girl

Take over life from the morte

Lean the pot all the way to the side

Scrapin' the extras, need all of mine

Call it a slave when I’m whippin' that brick

3−6 exorcist with the risk

Bakin' soda water all in the mix

All this work got us changing up shit

Paper stackin' in the path of evil

Bitch I’m dope in a platinum needle

All my day;

one’s magazine you

Play with the money and your head is see-through

I’m paid in full;

never had a sequel

You nodded off;

my rap is lethal

I get one wish, bring back my people

Brick on wrist, bookbags of diesel

I’m icin' out my imagination

Just due — never got that from waitin'

Just wrote my movie, new chapter shapin'

Pack the wall, clubs asses shakin'

Whose first?

Take a dark ride in that hearse

Makeup run down on your shirt

Won’t be no waitin' for reasons cause I’mma bomb first

Sound like they using they work

Young nigga move that dope

Young nigga move that dope

Aye move that dope, aye move that dope

(How much dope can you move, nigga?)

Young nigga move that dope

Young nigga move that dope

Aye move that dope, aye move that dope

(How much dope can you move, my nigga?)