Move Around (feat. BandGang Lonnie Bands) Video (MV)

Move around before we make you move out of town
Should make you look for me, shoot up yo mama house
But mama raised a gangster, that ain't Lonnie style
These rappers soft i might bring that robbin' back in style
Shred or die, give it up or get shot now
Talkin' right now, we probably did it if they found that boy on Six Mile
Talkin' Six Mile Bronx, Westside Terrace
Home of the Glocks, R.I.P. Paris
Rest in peace dots about his name, we up the murder rate a lot

Huh, you'll never know, but you can keep watchin' though
These niggas new, they ain't know me, I was movin' blow
I'm that nigga that did that shit you ain't never do before
Ain't get no breesh, so what the f*ck am I gon' do it for
You ain't gotta ask, I would've told you if it was for you to know
I remember fool, he was off school playin' Yu-Gi-Oh
He got dreads now but started off as Coolio
Bros can't end the fixin' shit, he keep the toolie though
Rattin' roaches and sprayin' bullets like some pesticide
My smacka ran a nigga down for the exercise
I'm on 27, at checkers gettin' some extra fries
I'ma always do it big like a exercise

Move around, lil' bitch, Ludacris, bitch, move
Move around, lil' bitch, Ludacris, bitch, move
Move around, lil' bitch, Ludacris, bitch, move

Yeah
Shoutout H-Town, payin' Michael Jordan for the blue
F*ck the breakdown, sellin' whole thangs by the twos
Play with me, that's Ludacris, we smokin' niggas out they boots
F*ck it, think I'm Ludacris, I'm throwin' bows for 42

You F*ckin with a convicted felon, I already told you that
These niggas play gangsta then go to tellin I already showed you that
I'm pluggin' with some Z's, real island boys, not no Kodiak
I bought that GXP ten years ago and still ain't sold it yak
Gave Jit some work about a month ago, he still ain't sold it yet
Movin' round, lil' bitch, Ludacris, I hope you don't forget

In KOD, f*ck it, call me King, got a murder, man
Call me Prince, when a dove cry, I'm Fina send a pitch
When we leave a nigga shit flat, boy, it ain't no fixin
Pour a six it got my pop flat, this shit look like lipin
Sellin' double with a contract, I get them bricks lifted
I had FN with red and blue tips like I'm set trippin
Movin' round, lil' bitch, before you get hit too
Movin' round, lil' bitch, I'm Ludacris with the tool
Movin' round, lay it down, I'm with the stick-up crew
I beat it down, X-Style, I call that bitch my jigga-boo

I'm from Dade County, nigga, all we do is stick and move
Some niggas gotta sit, some niggas got bonds, we all a payin different dues
I'm a dog bout them blues, bitch, I'm findin' every clue
Yeah, my dawg got them blues, tell me what you wanna do
Say you wanna be a soulja, then you gotta live tru
Ludacris, me ain't crazy, but Z's still say fu
Got up late, bout one, make some rizzies, bout two
The price the same, if it's one, it might change, if it's two
I can't bang on the net, that what lame niggas do
Everybody gettin' wet, can't stop the rain comin' through