Текст песни 50 Cent - Movin' On Up

"The realest thing you could do
is put a drum beat with nothing but a drum beat" - Russell Simmons

50 Cent
N*ggas, n*ggas copy my style Russ
That's why I had to switch up on 'em
Knahmean? Man n*ggas sound like me

[Verse 1]
I run the show now, I got the blow now
You wanna O now? You can come cop
I'm on the low now, I got the fo' pound
In case a mother f*cker got to get shot
The old timers tell me, slow down
See they know now, I won't hesitate to make shit hot
D's will shut your block down, after your shot down
We gonna come through and set up shop
You n*ggas gon' work for me now, you gon' see now
How I change shit, re-arrange shit
See for you dog, this is new shit
I'm from Southside, n*gga we do this
They say I'm grimey, it's hard to find me
When the sun lighten up the sky
N*ggas wanna line me, try and kill me
Go 'head n*gga I dare you to try, f*ck that n*gga!

[Chorus]
We movin on up, yeah we gettin' that dough, fo' sho'
We movin on up, yo' whip chromed up
Cash is flow fo' sho, the dough, n*gga you know what?
We movin on up, yeah we gettin' that dough, fo' sho'
We movin on up, yo' whip chromed up
Cash is flow fo' sho, the dough, n*gga you know what?

[Verse 2]
Im 'bout my bread now, I'll cut your head now
You know you eatin' n*ggas you should be dead now
I hold a glock down, I gotta drop now
N*gga I'm eatin' you know I aint gon' stop now
One more trip, one more flip
I move a truckload n*gga, not one brick
They make me so sick, f*ckin' sick to my stomach
You n*ggas talk shit, but they know they don't I want it
My clicks so sick, n*ggas know how we on it
Light up more shit, the car there when we on it
I spit a gem star get'cha carved my name on yo' neck
Have my lil homies run up on yo' ass with the tech
Yeah I stunt in the Vette , got stash in the bank
I get head in the whip, I get ass on the jet
I'm oh so fresh, so motherf*ckin' clean
24" Inch gleam, when I pull up on the scene

[Chorus]

[Bridge]
Been smokin' that dip, the PCP got 'em thinkin' they can walk on water
That ecstasy will have a n*gga rock hard tryna f*ck your daughter
The LSD will have n*ggas runnin' round tryna kill you for us
Smokin' that piff, sippin' that yak, talkin' that shit, loadin' that strap

[Chorus]