Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Move Mean, artist - E-40. Date of issue: 06.01.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Move Mean |
| Move mean, move mean, move mean, move mean |
| BIATCH! |
| He was from Richmond, one of the sickest places in the Bay |
| Nah, he was from Oakland, Frisco, Berkeley round that way |
| Over there by Telegraph? |
| Nah, over there by Ashby |
| Why did they find his body in Fairfield? |
| Don’t ask me |
| A neighborhood MVP, programmed to go |
| But everybody in the Bay Area knew he had it comin', though |
| His mama was a ho, daddy on blow |
| Never been to church so he never had a soul |
| But it’s just an example of how that shit go |
| Modesto and Sacramento |
| Stockton and Tracy, Pinole, Pittsburg, Antioch and Vallejo |
| Northern Califoolya, West Coast to the death |
| They call me 40 Water, hold water on my chest |
| From the Hillside to Crest, they say my city’s a mess |
| One minute a baby’s born, next minute he laid to rest |
| Law enforcement under-staffed, we put the police to the test |
| A nigga die with two thumpers on him first time he wore a vest |
| That’s why (BIATCH!) |
| Move mean, move mean |
| Move mean (You like how I’m movin', huh?) |
| Move mean (Tryna see what I’m doin', huh?) |
| BIATCH! |
| I’m out here, right where the knocks at |
| Got the 40 Glock, cocked in my jock strap |
| Tinted windows round here, better park that |
| I don’t play, I put one in ya hard hat |
| I’m too slick, Diggs quick to move |
| When I get in a nigga’s ass, I got shit to do |
| Player-slash-coach, I call the shots |
| And just like a roach, I know all the spots |
| I’m all in the attic and under the house |
| I’ll wake ya ass up with a gun in ya mouth |
| I switch cabs, cars and buses |
| Might work a neck brace or borrow some crutches |
| I come through limpin', hoppin' and bustin' |
| Can’t find who I’m lookin' for, I’m poppin' his cousin |
| Shit gettin' funky, I’m the talk of the town |
| Hits anything movin' and knockin' it down |
| Move mean, move mean |
| Move mean (Fillmore Rich) |
| Move mean (What up, 40? Yeah) |
| BIATCH! |
| Fillmore Rich what up 40 yeah |
| Bang bang, motherfucker, this is what it is |
| Reputation alone carry about a hundred years |
| Feds say we selling dope, these niggas tellin' jokes |
| I’m a star, niggas watch me through a telescope |
| Rap shit is easy, shoot it like a free throw |
| Opportunity knocking, I’m watchin' through the peephole |
| Product of the projects, powder in the Pyrex |
| I was only nine, introduced to the process |
| Money being made, that’s why they hate me |
| In the lab cooking, looking like a bakery |
| Fat nigga clean, lookin' like a million |
| Good with my words, give a bitch the right feelin' |
| Fillmore legend, speak to 'em like a reverend |
| Tryna see a mill before a nigga go to heaven |
| 3 Story is the gang, Street Cred the machine |
| I’m a Frisco boss, a young dude move mean |
| Move mean, move mean, move mean, move mean |
| BIATCH! |
| Move mean, move mean, move mean, move mean |
| BIATCH! |