Movin' in Your Chucks

And all my gangsters, movin' movin' in your Chucks
He want to save the hoe, so he took her to church
The bitch bomb, I think he in possession of mine
Bitches slangin', lootin', hookin', recruitin'

And all my gangsters, movin' movin' in your Chucks
Got somethin' to start trippin' niggaz lanes and bustin'
She got a camera phone, send a picture and a text
To all my pimps, sli-sli-slidin' in your gators
And all my gangsters, movin' movin' in your Chucks

To all my pimps, sli-sli-slidin' in your gators
Always talkin 'bout what a nigga gon' do
To all my pimps, sli-sli-slidin' in your gators
I'm just tryin' to make all bad good, my nigga
And all my gangsters, movin' movin' in your Chucks
We come through extra whylin'
To all my pimps, sli-sli-slidin' in your gators
Motherfuckers wanna know when you gon' slip
Y'all love it, who don't like sex and violence?
Fuck it, how I ride, slide in the bucket
Man, you rich, you still kick it in the hood?
But you a hoe, so nobody don't believe you

To all my pimps, sli-sli-slidin' in your gators
You gotta use her, you know hoes love the d-boy

Nickels and semi-automatic ninas and beams
I call the shot, somebody gon' touch you

To all my pimps, sli-sli-slidin' in your gators

You better have you some heart, comin' out here after dark
In a hospital robe, back of your body exposed
And all my gangsters, movin' movin' in your Chucks
To all my pimps, sli-sli-slidin' in your gators
And all my gangsters, movin' movin' in your Chucks
And all my gangsters, movin' movin' in your Chucks
'Cause the bitch is tryin' to put my dick on top of her mind

And all my gangsters, movin' movin' in your Chucks
Don't let 'em fool ya, these bitches ain't innocent

And all my gangsters, movin' movin' in your Chucks

Because you spoke like a menace, you got sent off to the dentist
I stay in militant mode, I staple holes to your clothes
Yeah, beotch
Got gators for the pimpin', Chucks on the daily
Sellin' coke and fuckin' bitches real good?
We gon' handle what we gon' handle, have you walkin' in sandals
If you gon' start, you must finish, nigga, handle yo' business
And all my gangsters, movin' movin' in your Chucks
And all my gangsters, movin' movin' in your Chucks
They'll change the game and make the gangsters start pimpin' women

I'm Gotti, motherfucker, Chucks and T's
To all my pimps, sli-sli-slidin' in your gators
To all my pimps, sli-sli-slidin' in your gators
And all my gangsters, movin' movin' in your Chucks
Well, this is how you do it though
Beotch, mov-mov-movin' in your Chucks
And all my gangsters, movin' movin' in your Chucks
Dog, set it off, motherfuck them haters
Beotch, mov-mov-movin' in your Chucks
I'm too G'd up to play games with bustaz
Always poppin' that shit like you want to
To all my pimps, sli-sli-slidin' in your gators
Trip, I told this nigga to hold his bitch
The return of Mr. X to the Z, damn

Man, I don't give a fuck
A million dollars every 90 days, imagine that
To all my pimps, sli-sli-slidin' in your gators
For my brothers in position still cookin' in the kitchen
To all my pimps, sli-sli-slidin' in your gators
I ain't trippin' off these busta niggaz, bitches gotta pay me
And all my gangsters, movin' movin' in your Chucks
Hit a nigga so hard that his head gon' touch his back
To all my pimps, sli-sli-slidin' in your gators
I keep it pimpin' for my paper in my now or later
Bitches want dick, pimps want a grip
To my niggaz in them Cadillacs, swingin' that battle axe

And all my gangsters, movin' movin' in your Chucks
So let 'em do ya, put them hookers to work

To all my pimps, sli-sli-slidin' in your gators
He don't want her, she's just a decoy

But you don't say a fuckin' thing when I come through
Work the credit cards, stealin', cookin' and shootin'
Come equipped but don't trip, nigga mold his bitch
Because it's one for the hustle, two for transition

Fiends want dough, tricks want sex

To all my pimps, sli-sli-slidin' in your gators
I don't really give a fuck about your hood, my nigga
To all my pimps, sli-sli-slidin' in your gators

I don't be goin' back and forth like full court tennis
Have you ever seen fluent flow?

My habitat is black, ramsacked with heavy gats
Lightin' it up for the world to see
But you ain't even half a fag, nigga, fuck you
And all my gangsters, movin' movin' in your Chucks
Made my mark for my spark, terror tear you apart