Movin on your weak productions lyrics ( Royal flush )
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Artist : Royal flush Song : Movin on your weak productions feat. Phenom Pacino
[Royal Flush]
Let's get the definition of a foul man, Flush the
Royal here
Bustin niggas down, fuck the spoiled plan
Hittin up the snag team vans, army suit, guns and
rams
Man, fuck it, if you live this life you got to
love it
Whose the one you trusted, organize wit niggas
stayin dusted
On the loaf key, if a nigga owe, we got to see me
Weekly, fuck a freebie, Land Rover, Jeeps and
TV's
The land see what I see, extortion plus velocity
Murder niggas constantly, no doubt, end of
discussion
Started to bustin, if you want beef, bring it to
Flushing
[Da Beatminerz scratchin up 'movin on your weak
production']
[Phenom Pacino]
I sit and analyze the Earth as it twist on it's
axis
Two four the cream without the taxes
The hand cock relaxes, I'm baggin grands up in
plastics
My moves must be made everlastin, my past change
to present
Prophecies, no market the beats
Push me, to be a revolutionary industry
I clone heat, holdin down 50 g tones a week
Nuff in the smash plans, a wise man don't speak
Cuz jealously, envy, for figga trigga niggas
Bust, evil bitches hold a key to a man's lust
I rush, try to touch what I don't got
If I'm incarcerated, Royal Flush'll blow ya
block, muthafucka
[Da Beatminerz scratchin up 'movin on your weak
production']
[Royal Flush]
It's like a nuclear reaction, back down guns,
niggas is blastin
Streets are cashin, late night, black assassin
Flush'll make it happen, first stickin, I started
rappin
Whose the one to blame, when you elevatin the
game
Stress before pleasure, niggas get bagged, so
whatever
Slugs in leathers, will have ya life, under
pressure
Royal handmade, blowin this world just like
grenades
Sex to techs to uzi's, niggas can't do me
Since a young child, livin in corrupt, cuz I'm
foul
That's my style, nigga did a bullet on the Isle
Meanwhile, my little brother's on the street,
holdin heat
Bustin at whatever creeps all night, cuz shit's
deep
New York don't sleep, diamond Rolex, cars and
drinks
Niggas wit minks, five g stones, and Cuban links
Eyes chink, fuckin wit these niggas made a nigga
think
Now I gotta get cheddar, let a nigga shine
forever
[Da Beatminerz scratchin up 'movin on your weak
production']
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