C-Murder Lyrics
C-Murder Lyrics
"Still Makin' Moves Lyrics"
Secret Lyrics
We lead two different lives Just like two lines that never cross And here we are together Standing closer than we are But we're still standing here untouched Too scared to make a move We want so much to touch
[little Kevin]
hey cmurder, who you who you hang with?
[c-murder]
say lil kevin boy, you know i'm still makin moves with thugs
[master p]
part 2 nigga!! haha all dem thugs get em up out there nigga
Verse 1:
[c-murder]
i leave the house 10 o clock and jump in my lac,
call my niggas fiend n mac cause they got my back,
and even the one time you was tryin to hack,
i still pack a strap and recock my gat,
eliminati
im still makin moves but it's hard to find me,
steadily gettin richer pursuin my dreams,
i just cashed a check for three million d's,
i told yall niggas last year dont play no games,
got dem no limit niggas out there callin my name,
went from sneakin in stores to dem sell out shows,
went from crime to rhyme already did my time,
i say you dont wanna go to war wit me,
i got hot boy n big swoll wit me,
cause makin moves wit thugs is a hobby,
Chorus:
[mo b. dick]
all my homies know tha deal,
if you thuggin keep it real,
dont forget to pack tha steel,
incase we got some caps to peel,
you know tha deal,
this thug's for real,
we pack tha steel,
got caps to peel
Verse 2:
[master p]
how many niggas wanna ride wit me?
throw a party thug girls get wild wit me,
its
56 million like tha lottery,
from the charlotte hornets to mtv
how many patnas do you see when im on tv?
and if i get cut im gonna buy tha team,
cause i made my money from tha triple beam
i lived tha life of a dealer nigga hangin wit killas,
i fucked around and come back to slangin keys,
but thats alright cause these niggas get paid,
young niggas gonna be thugs to the grave.
Chorus
We lead two different lives Just like two lines that never cross And here we are together Standing closer than we are But we're still standing here untouched Too scared to make a move We want so much to touch
[little Kevin]
hey cmurder, who you who you hang with?
[c-murder]
say lil kevin boy, you know i'm still makin moves with thugs
[master p]
part 2 nigga!! haha all dem thugs get em up out there nigga
Verse 1:
[c-murder]
i leave the house 10 o clock and jump in my lac,
call my niggas fiend n mac cause they got my back,
and even the one time you was tryin to hack,
i still pack a strap and recock my gat,
eliminati
One By One Lyrics
When you pray with every breath You know, that is free As the love you have Where does it end It's too much for me to take There's no peace You close your eyes I'm all out of truth I'm out of alibis
n all my enemies tryin to blind me,When you pray with every breath You know, that is free As the love you have Where does it end It's too much for me to take There's no peace You close your eyes I'm all out of truth I'm out of alibis
im still makin moves but it's hard to find me,
steadily gettin richer pursuin my dreams,
i just cashed a check for three million d's,
i told yall niggas last year dont play no games,
got dem no limit niggas out there callin my name,
went from sneakin in stores to dem sell out shows,
went from crime to rhyme already did my time,
i say you dont wanna go to war wit me,
i got hot boy n big swoll wit me,
White Man Singin' The Blues Lyrics
The old man paid no mind to color cause he knew that I'd been down and out Old Joe said that I was a soul brother the things I been singin' about He liked like I played my old guitar he sat by beside me the same Together we
ust some more ghetto muthafuckas ridin wit me,The old man paid no mind to color cause he knew that I'd been down and out Old Joe said that I was a soul brother the things I been singin' about He liked like I played my old guitar he sat by beside me the same Together we
cause makin moves wit thugs is a hobby,
Chorus:
[mo b. dick]
all my homies know tha deal,
if you thuggin keep it real,
dont forget to pack tha steel,
incase we got some caps to peel,
you know tha deal,
this thug's for real,
we pack tha steel,
got caps to peel
Verse 2:
[master p]
how many niggas wanna ride wit me?
throw a party thug girls get wild wit me,
its
The Floods of Florence Lyrics
G Picasso leans out of the window, looks out on the ghetto Am Changing the shapes he sees. D His old friend El Greco, soon is expected, G Now just an echo of Spanish
involved wit green nigga bother p,G Picasso leans out of the window, looks out on the ghetto Am Changing the shapes he sees. D His old friend El Greco, soon is expected, G Now just an echo of Spanish
56 million like tha lottery,
from the charlotte hornets to mtv
how many patnas do you see when im on tv?
and if i get cut im gonna buy tha team,
cause i made my money from tha triple beam
i lived tha life of a dealer nigga hangin wit killas,
i fucked around and come back to slangin keys,
but thats alright cause these niggas get paid,
young niggas gonna be thugs to the grave.
Chorus