paroles de chanson TWIN CHOPPAS - Moving in Silence

Yeah, two cups, celebration time, had to do this shit with Huncho
Pulling up to Neiman's, had to pull up with a hundo
She asking for one more, she only get one tho
Fuck you asking questions for?

Bitch, I don't know
No luck, gun tucked! (oh my god)
Made it out the mud, I had to run this shit right up!
Bend the rules to my pleasure, man, I couldn't give a fuck!
Rambo, keep it on me like it's stuck! (yeah)
Slide in the talk I could buy me a bank
If it came down to it It's only God I can thank
Ain't no catch up I'm too high in the ranks
I feel fine in my pain watching all of my time fade away

All of the smoke in a pack
If you want it the shooters go out and attack
They don't mind seeing blood if it's done for a rack
Better run for your life like you running a track
One week, half a ticket
Gotta run this shit right back
Speak no lies, only truth, listen to the facts

Yeah, two cups, celebration time, had to do this shit with Huncho
Pulling up to Neiman's, had to pull up with a hundo
She asking for one more, she only get one tho
Fuck you asking questions for?

Bitch, I'm clueless, whole clique ruthless
I been making funny money, I been acting foolish
With a bitch that graduated but she going stupid
Lies on our name but she know what the truth is
I'm getting the bag, get to the racks
Know that's a fact, Huncho no lack
Kicking it back, paid for this life from selling the crack, dog
Gripping the Mac, twinning the stack
Said they're the man better than that
Get to the bag, get to the money, I get to the sack, dog

Okay, blow that back, go ahead throw that back to me
I said, hold them racks
I said, hold them racks for me
You best bring them back
You best bring them back to me

I'm gon' hold this mac
Please don't hold that Mac to me, yeah
Back door, I was tryna keep it on the low
Back then, I was moving chickens on the road
Now I make what they make in a year, just for a show
So many God damn hits Klitschko

Mess with the guys, mess with the pie
Then I'm on your head like a fro
Addicted to dough, I must admit, I get the money, then go
Was right at the stove, I need the bread, nigga, I need me a loaf
It look like I'm a kingpin on the throne

Yeah, two cups, celebration time, had to do this shit with Huncho
Pulling up to Neiman's, had to pull up with a hundo
She asking for one more, she only get one tho
Fuck you asking questions for?

Bitch, I don't know
Ain't no time for jokes you ain't had me in a while
I know you wanna overdose
If I'm burning off a bridge, you don't deserve an "Adios"
Dead the phone, when I'm home perfect timing to go ghost

Take me outta line for a minute
Televised, I know I been outta line for a minute
You really thought that I would die? Pushing limits
Swear you been willing to die for a feeling
Would you lie for a digit? Would you lie?

No lie, no lie
Niggas put me on just to study, lofi
Niggas selling out, as of late SoFi
Told that girl, "I'mma finish last" 'cause I'm so nice
Niggas selling fentanyl, shit is so weak
Really tho, I get it dawg, niggas gotta eat
All my niggas know if they hang around me
They don't worry 'bout fees 'cause that shit is on me

Jesus Christ, Jesus Christ
She on her knees all night, saying "Please make me your, wife"
I said, "It don't sound right"
I got three or four guys and she wanna come live her, life