Make me move, don't stop girl, baby I'm ready to step, so get your step on. Make me move, don't stop girl, baby I'm ready to step, so get your step on
I want to plan my addiction I want to take every chance, rob a bank, make the money and run. Oh its time to find adrenaline. I wanna move you till your
can be touched) (Kastro) I was born in the city that never sleeps Schooled by the realest of the real niggaz That ever breathed And I was big when
If you look closely, 50 don't BACK DOWN Everywhere I go both coasts wit toast Eastside, Westside, I hold that MACK DOWN Every little nigga you see around me Hold a gun big
bank account silly A millie millie, a millie, a millie millie millie I'm movin in it like Diddy, your city's my city They try to throw me the kitty,
La Costra Nostra You can find me in the kitchen with me apron on Something like the chef, yeah I get my Raekwon on Joey the Mayor I get Keys to the city
about You dog, they dont how it is on the up yo you know what? mutha fuck Yo cause im the top dog big dog big ball on the block getting Money fucking
to have, a place where we come from This place that we come from is called home We set out on our travels, we do the best we can We travel this big
you one Wide big Lincoln, why's this guy on the side for the stinking? Watch task force dash forward lookin marveled It's a big chance, big pants, might
them honeys had them small faces So many little me's I can hear small traces But I just ignore it Cuz I'm too big for it And I can hear 'em screamin
Welcome to L.A. Where you can see the whole city burning Cause the cops got uzis and the dealers keep serving and your kids ain't learning shit,
hah.. I'ma sit back Tell you niggaz what I been lookin at, huh [Xzibit] Y'all niggaz is killin me You got Bloods and Crips in New York City, is anybody
perform like Mike (c'mon) Anyone - Tyson, Jordan, Jackson (uh huh, yeah) action, pack guns, ridiculous (ridiculous) And I'm quick to bust, if my ends you touch (uh huh) Kids
gonna get you nuthin' but choked (Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh) And that jealousy is only gonna leave you broke So, the only thing left now is God for these cats And BIG
owed you one Wide big Lincoln, why he died on the side for the stinking Watch the task force task for look Marlboro It's a big chance, big pants Might
me,now your kids rave me I rap about the life that the city streets gave me Murder,intrigue,somebody must bleed Miami Vice is small time,L.A's the big
word, go ask your mother Hard solid as your city ( ? ) Born in Brooklyn, can tell by the way that I walk and talk Strollin with a slight limp Flyer than any big city
big wayne on da track nigga..boosie badazz e.n.t I might be gone but not forgotten(straight up)(lets get it) CHORUS:Dey got a nigga like whooa man dis
