Stick N Move

(Talking)

{Bootleg}I got some bad news for you Tony.

{Tony}Whut choo got?

{Bootleg}We lost the whole shipment.

{Tony}Whut you mean, we lost the whole shipment.

{Bootleg}The Columbian Drug Cartel

intercepted the whole

shipment.

{Tony}Those fuckin' guys, every fuckin' thing to happen! I

told you fuckaz to Stick N Move, N get tha fuck outta there.

I see lots of people gots to die tonight, fuck (Fading).

(Bootleg) Part 2, 19 muthafuckin 96, Bootleg tha

muthafuckin' rap Kapone, Ghetto E, & my nigga Shoestring,

gonna

Stick N Move & bust up yo ass fo' tha 9 6

My memories get haunted by events in tha past

Had an outlet to be free from dirty visions at last

A brothaz out here stalking me but bitch you aint no

I've been poppin' window panes, my brain aint tha same no mo'

Living just like a criminal, but my mind still carries me

I'm seeing the bloody images of tha tools that bury me

Skeletons they walk with me, while holding my right hand

My mother be weepin' N cryin' while watchin' me box with a

deadman

Load tha AK, spot a family & kill 'em all.

Take a butcher knife, & spill some blood at tha fuckin'

morgue

It's Murder

You bitches better understand

Motherfuck a plan, I'm gunning tha bitches down right where they

stand

Homey should've ran, but then again I wouldn't advice you to

Cuz a 44 is good to go when I'm busting caps at fools

Sendin' you hoes to school

Well fuck the books N desks

No description or police sketch, you bitch & no arrest

You can try yo muthafuckin' best to stop a villian on a killing

spree

Living is so fuckin' hard & dying is so easy to be

Murder to tha first degree-demi, gotta represent

Kill for dead presidents, in flint is sweet like peppermint

You'll never find my fingerprints, so watch me getaway

Murder victom found, killer though, free to strike another day

Up-up and away, to get some Yahjl back where I stay

tha fedz are like mosquitos empty needles alley ways

I'm goin' to tha thang, take tha pain, I'm a ghetto champ

There's no court of law, my whole neighborhood's a prison camp,

Food stamps & drug dealz is all a nigga know

Strut & Kokane got me addicted nigga pass tha blow

Coming in ya spot with my glock to make my getaway smooth

Nigga close your eyez, no surprise, bitch boom!

Another Stick N Move...

CHORUS Mov'n N Mov'n out, take that cocaine out your house,

sight that any. Here no evil see no evil, bitch N I done got

away.

Mov'n N Mov'n out, take that cocaine out your house, sight that

any.

Here no evil, see no evil, bit

(Shoestring) A giggerdy Gangsta from tha streets, so Muthafucka

dont make me bust ya

Buck ya down, quick to bury your ass & then I'll bust some

Like the fuckin' terror that's on the quick to put ya town away

A Silencers on the tip so muthafucka there be no sound today

I'm taking you niggaz to war, so playa haters lock ya door

An AK 47 leaved his brains up on tha floor

A killa Riddlin' fuckin' around and frontin' about his stashes

3 killaz with masses, all we leave is ashes.

Take ya shit & dashes, now of in a cascets

the fever fo' a murder got me breakin' out in rashes

So hide your watch-n-rings, cuz shoot and fill ya ass up with

holes

Reachin' fo' ya clothes, ain't no marbles on ya toes

Stretchin' niggas out like limo's and creepin' down my block

Shoestring got a glock, can you follow us wanted by hollow point

shots?

Hmmm, betta watch yo ass, a killaz creepin' up from tha past

My finger's fast, & you just saw ya fuckin' last

Shoestring's a killa, so dont fuck with this Grim Reaper

Mo' cloud than a beeper, and I hit you with this street sweeper

Down where I'm dwelling, niggaz sellin' and I go swellin'

Put snitches in ditches, cuz them bitches, they always tellin'

My click is thick, so we be screamin' "Fuck the law"

Creep mental state as three killaz you aint never saw

Not from the shore so whut tha fuck the sources thinkin?

Must stop the Drinkin? and Dankin'? I'm-a-leave you stinkin'

Better fuck your mutha, than fuckin' that nigga, that Shoestring

Cut off ya hands & all i want bitches? The rocks and rings

My polo's bloody, my case was lookin' kinda muddy

Step with this bald head, fuck you dread, leave him dead

Rolling trough tha stocks, I'm so high, fillin' that bitch in

Looking through that tension, still kickin' Flint shit

S to tha H to tha O-E-S-T-R-I-N-G 96 pullin' tricks ridin' the

duece with them dicks

Out tha Ass. So 'xcuse me as I dust my grooves

I'm diggin ya chick My pocket's thick, nigga it's time to Stick

N Move...

CHORUS

(Ghetto E) Ughhh, rattat to tha tattat, I'm-a-take take him out

his misery

Put his ass in a box & leave him as a memory

(See when you sleep, that's when we creep

Uh, Get on your toes, knock you off your feet)

Game I peep. I did not know him, but I met him and now I got

him

Mask to Mask took my shit off, and then I shot him

Left him bloody with no money. Cut his pocket

Grab my glock cocked it, seen his head, popped it, dropped it

Now I was rollin' like a muthafuckin' bowling ball.

(You sendin' up who? You sendin' him where?)

I'm sending him to tha graveyard

No time to play, Eric Dorsey's on another mission

I called up Jody, he be coldin' police in tha kitchen

Them niggaz talkin', conversation kept him on tha phone

Killa gone grabbed my chrome, I'm in his home.

Let's get him gone, put him in a headlock till I heard him

choke.

So I used my kane, whip & slit his throat

Creeped up on Jody, Jody's dead, now this shit is smooth

Got away with the money and the gang, Eric Dorseys on a

stick-n-move!

CHORUS