(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
