PBG Kemo - Move Around lyrics

[Verse 1: Kemo] We don't do no drive by's, that's for b**hes Walk up on him get the clickin' you ain't wit it boy you trippin' How the f** you wanna miss? Either you plottin' or you snitchin' Dunk his a** in the trunk I ain't talkin' Blake Griffin King Pappy my big bro, n***as know and b**hes know I taught myself how to shoot but he taught me how to score Now I'm gettin' n***as gone, grab some juice, that's the 'tron Roll up EJ that's the strong I ain't gotta tell you where I'm from my hood already know Throw them Ps up, PBG that's where I reside but I'm also TFG Call up Biggie or Eli, BU Double, Capo, Savage Sheen That's a homicide 911 man down All my n***as know is slide on the opps f** them, the judge, the court and the cops, my PO Baby you can take it easy that mean stop, I'm up now I ain't tryin' to go back to the doctor And I ain't with that lackin' sh**, so I always keep a Glock Kemo always on the block, boy that sh** will never stop And I stay over T'd but you never see me bop, that sh** dead Baby say she love my style and my dreads Why I'm always in her bed and she always give me head But that's little sh**, b**h I'm up next I wish I would quit You had a 30 and didn't hit the car I wish I would miss Plottin' a** n***as know and you should get that CREAM team, cash rules the world b**h I'm with that [?] gon' poke a n***a quick let him get that Just take it as an L cuz' you not gon' get yo sh** back Young n***as savage from the pole where it's cold n***as sittin' in that cell who ain't told on a soul While these other n***as out here tryna' go with the flow But it's clear to see that other n***a straight fold like some hoes Boy that's fake as hell Pooh Bear Gang wit it boy you lame as hell All I smoke is muchie so I really can't take an L Neither can the gang so we up, never down She let me f** and then top me down I'm poppin up with hella rounds gang! But I'm back down, I smoke dope my pack loud Won't back down, how that sound Get clapped down, click-clack sounds, I'm true to my religion My religion that I'm with, won't surround myself with goofies Lames, opps, cops or snitches and it's merched n***a So if you scared go to that church n***a Them dead opps get free rides in that hearse n***a And if you lookin' for me catch me on the 'Worth n***a It's Mosey World, that's the planet that's the earth n***a And I'm smoking on AJ that's the herb n***a, that's the herb n***a [Outro: Kemo] b**h! 3Pz the tape! All hail King Pappy And I'm Mosey world, and I'm PBG and TFG