Keep It Movin'

[Hook]

Ay keep it movin' pimpin' I don't know you (x3)

Go on with that talkin' hard fo' I have to choke you off

Ay keep it movin' shawty I don't know you (x3)

Go on with that talkin' hard fo' I have to choke you off

[Verse 1]

Keep it movin' nigga I don't know you

Ay it's a rap shawty I'mma blow too

See me in the streets so I'm chillin' in the club

Either way I'm gettin' paid and they still showin' love

Ride through Atlanta and they know who jammin'

Young Krizzle [?] at the club what's happenin'

Cuz that's what's happenin'

And I've been buzzin'

You'se a rap as a front homie I'm still hustlin'

Folk know the K 'bout to take this game

I'm a pimp and it oozes out my veins

You can be a king long as I see millions

Homie you can stay king as long as I get millions

Cuz I'mma hit the scene and give em somethin' to feel

End a whole lot of careers when I sign my deal

In a position of power, we gettin' paper

You wanna end the K reign you better get your hate up

[Hook]

[Verse 2]

Chop a nigga off if he come at me sideways

'Specially if I'm in the ride sittin' sideways

Keep yo' mouth shut shawty don't show your grill

[?] talk might get ya killed

It's all brave baby in a little [?]

Niggas stop rappin' now cuz the shit I utter

They tossin' shells like they throwin' out rice

I been married to the game with a passion like Christ

Beat the mic like [?]

Gettin' money like TIP

Stay fly, igh, igh, igh, igh, igh like three 6

Hit the [?] and I spend by the grand

Ginger bread paper, get it fast as I can

Ears to the streets cuz the streets don't lie

Real recognise real and yo' credentials don't apply

Still warmin' up playa y'all ain't ready to ball

Better go talkin' hard before I have to choke you off

[Hook]

[Verse 3]

Allow me introduce myself, young Krizzle in the flesh nigga

Colder than a northern blizzard, flyer than a jet nigga

Straight up out the dirty dirty where we put it down

I represent the M, [?]ville and the Jack-town

Sippin [?] shawty, rep it like it spo'd to bleed

Might as well label me, king of Mississippi

I'm on my grind daily and the hood folk raise me

See Me On Top got the internet crazy

The game ain't the same, most of these niggas dumb as label signing anything handin' out money

Boys wanna hate, but they know they can't handle us

Same ones comin' up show up like a Leprechaun

[Hook]