Cam`ron Movin` Weight(feat Prodigy Lyrics

Movin` Weight(feat Prodigy Lyrics

[Cam'ron:]

 (Chorus)

 Why I feel like I'm losin' weight

 Why I ain't got no money, less I'm movin' weight

 Why my life depend on what I'mma do today

 Why I can't move away

 It's just you and me, without the scrutiny,

 bitches screwin' me, 2 and 3 truencies

 4 shots, 1 toolie G, 1 uliogy

 Make sure my mother and girl is smothered in pearls

 Before a nigga under the world

 

 When I was 10 got the truly dict, My uncle pulled me to the side 

 And he schooled me quick, told me son gooey- spit

 You can't get paid in a earth this big, you worthless kid 

 Niggas don't deserve to live, go and get a motherfucker 

 if he murder kids, bottle up carbohydrates and preservatives

 He got hit up that same night

 Ever since my flow, my dough, and my hoe game been tight

 Puns of pearls, yo tounge will twirl, listen here

 Booger bear, I'll have you up in hooker gear,I swear

 I was doin', Lex persuin', niggas wired like Western Union

 Short like next to Ewing, head for truent, his set was ruined

 Phony checks was fluent, listen hear me out

 I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

 Where the sun don't rise, but the rain don't stop

 The pain don't stop, but my reign don't stop

 Ain't no lockouts, the game don't stop

 Every month you change yo locks, change yo spots

 Get a little smart, want to change yo rocks 

 Rearrange yo tops you got a gang of friends, money

 You got Ben's arraign money, yeah Ben ?? money

 But if I get knocked, I ain't got no bail

 But I come on the weekend, from Pablo's jail

 See I came a long way that's livin' the wrong way

 That's sniffin' the po-na, that's sippin' the cog-na, hey

 You wanna be a star, you have ya own day

 From where they play ball, drink and get buzzed

 Reminiscin' on what a good kid he was

 I don't know what happened, all he did is what he loved

 That's when you opposin' me, killa get the rosary

 Fuck this rap shit, I'll die for mine, motherfucker

 

 [Chorus(Prodigy):]

 

 [Prodigy:]

 I'm around yall, it's goin' down yall 

 murder rap, clown niggas back down yall

 Straight like that, yall niggas fuck around yo

 Bandana P, blow thirds, the four take you on all fours 

 Thug shit, I keep a beamed out fifth 

 Is you fiend out bitch, catch a gleamed bullet

 I live the street life ya heard, guns money and birds

 Get dead armed and dead on ya jewels and pearls

 Where I was placed, put between the wrong style thun

 Capital P, you know whats the outcome

 Bout some, but never put out the stout guns

 Don't let ya mouth get you in some shit ya legs run from

 For all the killa's and the 100 dollar hoes

 Who real ??? check me out though

 The most ill, more drama than Denzel

 More liver than the park fights at Sunny Carson

 Me and Killa Cam, live at the carbon 

 it's crazy, niggas throwin' they shit

 and niggaz flashin' crazy

 

 [Chorus(Cam'ron)]