The girls were shocked to find out that Sevyn Streeter was using their enemy Aaliyah.We were suprised to hear that Hakeem and Seyn are in a relationship as well.The girls were now happy to that Sevyn is apart of the LA Crew as well.There is nothing that you can hide from Aaliyah.We know all of your dirty secrets.You Are A Fake Bitch as well.The girls were ready for this night as well,it was a long time coming as Civil Rights Leader named Martin Luther King Jr.would say.The LA Crew was here to kick the shit out of Aaliyah crew.It is going to make her mad to see her so called best friend who stabbed her in the back by joining our crew.We don't give a fuck what you think about us.As we would say We Don't Fuck With You!!!## the motto message to Aaliyah.While still at the hospital and we actually wrote a song for Aaliyah's crew.They were just going to the song off of the radio.It was by Future called Move That Dope.We don't care about them until,we saw the doctor come out of Syen's room and she already dreesed in her clothes and the doctor told her to take it easy and he gave her some medicine.When Sevyn was ready to go they were on their way back to K.Michelle house.It was 11:00 oclock and they were appose to be at their meeting spot in ten hours.They were hyped for the night.When they got to her house they tried by helping her out of the car and she declined them.She walked passed them and was getting ready for tonight.
[Intro: Pusha T]
Real dope dealer forreal!
Haha! Hahaha
[Hook x2: Future]
Young nigga move that dope
Young nigga move that dope
They move that dope, they move that dope
Young nigga move that dope
Young nigga, young nigga move that dope
Young nigga move that dope
They move that dope, they move that dope
Young nigga move that dope
[Verse 1: Future]
Whippin' the yam, whippin' a fifth of the yam
Turn the whole brick to a Lam
Been rockin' the dope, soon as it get off the boat
Keepin' it soft like a mink
Gold on my link, coke in the sink
Choppin' that work like karate
Swerve in the new Maserati
In a brand new Maserati
That's a whole lot of new money
Snatch it, then hide it from 12's
Movin' and squashin' them bells
Servin' the rawest of yell
Beating that china like Kunta Kinte
Whippin' it, whippin' that dope
Drinkin' on syrup, I'm rollin' up haze
Made myself a boss, a boss or a plug
Either way you put it, nigga, I'm good
Triple salute, nigga, straight out the hood
Bakin' soda water splash the scales
Fork in my right and my pride in my left
Leanin' over, over to the side
I whip me a fourway to a nine
The dirty, the money is homicide
And my recipe can't be televised
[Hook x2: Future]
[Verse 2: Pusha T]
Young enough to still sell dope, but old enough that I knows better
When they sayin' it's 42 for that white powder, I knows better
Get it nigga? I nose better, put a smile on the devil's face
Who don't wanna sell dope forever and flex their Rollie 'til the bezel break?
Woo! Fish scale in the two-door that I fish-tail
Fiberglass, Ferrari leather, in designer shit that I misspell
YUGHH, look at the clues, the J's, the jewels, I mention the monkey
From sixteen years old, I'm whippin' in kitchens, fuckin' my junkies
Pablo, Versace way before Migos
My dinner plates, no silverware, all you niggas my E-hoes
Toss a kilo like a free throw, trap house, it had the peephole
Made it through to the other side, now nothin's big as my ego
[Hook x2: Future]
[Verse 3: Pharrell]
Me, I try to leave the best for later
But Pusha tried to put me on the respirator
The old Skateboard P, that's your favorite
Me and twenty girls doin' yoga naked
Frequency high, like a spaceship
She say that she like it and she's been exposed
The Gandalf hat and the weird ass clothes
That's Comme des Garçons and the Buffalo
I know guerrillas with the triggers that's on a banana clip
And packin' with the biggest missiles
These niggas is knocking over vehicles
These niggas ain't waitin' just to see niggas
These niggas ain't tryna hear plea niggas
These niggas like choppin' down trees, niggas
These niggas 1-2-3 and they squeeze, niggas
These niggas hit the weed then they leave niggas
Gee, nigga
If you got two hoes, you need to let one go
Two Lambos, you need to let one go
All these drones while y'all smoke dro
Never honest, guy, I'm tryna let y'all know
Ain't no standards, I'm a set one though
Big ass bag but no man sandals
All that war, we need to let that go
That boom business, I'm a get that ho
[Hook x2: Future]
[Verse 4: Casino]
Young nigga got that coke, whip that dope like a batter
How you think about that coupe, with no roof? Young nigga cashed out
Pass a nigga purp, pass a nigga zan, young nigga 'bout to pass out
12 jump behind her, I got some in the car, young nigga 'bout to smash out
Me gon' hit that line, say he got some bricks, young fresh, 'bout to buy 'em out
QuikTrip 'round the corner, dropped a nine
Got the J's in the hood tryna smoke a line
Cocaine, cocaine cowboy, like Mickey Munday
Take over the project, whip a 9, Nino Way
I keep a 45 in my coat, while I'm servin' dope
J's in my hood smoke that crack, say it give 'em hope
Serve a nigga whole brick, he hopin' that it come and go
Young nigga turnt up, spend that money with Casino!
[Hook x2: Future]
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