Royal Flush: Makin moves

[Chorus 2X: Mic Geronimo (Royal Flush)] It go one for all my people in the pen doing time Stupid niggas that was force to do a life of livin crime If you gotta do, whatever, just to keep a little cheddar (Makin Moves y'all, Makin Moves y'all) [Royal Flush] I'm going thru the levels of hell, where life get token by a drug sale Weigh ya grams on ya scale, holdin block for real Shootin niggas out to kill, savin money for bail While the takes make ya squeal, beat you down til you ill It's a struggle muthafucka, when you walk wit ya steel While the base heads lookin for someone that deal While my Ryan died tryin to eat his last meal Seen it come and go, many succeed, but some bleed Goin day by day, carryin works like a disease Do you get the picture, the basic fact, why we strapped While little kids kidnapped, and cars get jacked Bring it to a man that could never help you wit that I'm on the road to the riches, bitches countin my stack Keep the red eyes, and shootin bullets back to back Hypnotize smokin la, sometime it feels like pipe I gotta get mind, you gotta get yours, by all cause [Chorus 2X] [Royal Flush] That's why I sit back and smoke my reefer listen what the Gods teach ya Fuck a preacher, holdin guns'll great ya Streets make it hard to survive, so most die Some niggas is paralyzed, catchin slugs in they spine Do the mankind, holdin my nine, commitin crimes Sometime my mind relax, leave the block then come back It's all affected way cracks and little kids packin gat Bitches fuckin for stat, New York is wild like that Perhaps you got an open cause judge in ya face Sister made a mistake, got you layin upstate 5 to 15, holdin ya ox, from gettin wop While somebody else fuckin ya girl right on ya block Niggas bustin that cops for props These streets is hot, sawed-off shotguns and weed spots Snitches that eavesdrop, first of all started hard rocks Stealin outta car, last night they talk nonstop, word [Chorus 2X]