Major Distribution (feat. Snoop Dogg & Young Jeezy)

I'm tryna move one brick, two brick, three bricks, four, more

I'm tryna move five bricks, ten bricks, twenty bricks raw

I smoke one ounce staring at the Caddy on the showroom floor

Now I'm tryna move five pounds, ten pounds, twenty pounds, more

Run, tell the Bloods I'm crippin', go tell the Crips I'm Blood

****, I be tripping, bitch, I don't give a fuck

I put the K on ****, I spray on ****

Come through 2012, XJ on ****

I'm a apex predator, ****, I'm strolling

Shooters on deck, I break bread and they own me

**** said I fell off, oh, you heard I fell off?

Why the fuck would you be repeating that?

****, I'm a rap tycoon, make a hundred mill by June

Now who the fuck said I can't rap, Jack?

I'm in a dolphin's dream, I got it for 'em raw

That's the morphine memories, except I'm breaking the law

I was born a burner, in the stroller with the llama

I'm violent, I kill a ****, put that on my mama

Nah, nah, don't tell me nothing 'bout none of these ****

I smoke all these **** for this bread

I'm tryna move one brick, two brick, three bricks, four, more

I'm tryna move five bricks, ten bricks, twenty bricks raw

I smoke one ounce staring at the Caddy on the showroom floor

Now I'm tryna move five pounds, ten pounds, twenty pounds, more

I give a fuck about a fed as I jump up outta bed

Five pounds, ten pounds, twenty pounds, yeah

I'm tryna put this shit away on the low

I need a hit a day, think you better get away

Fuck, my oh my, I got a birdie that'll fly

From Cali to Kingston, back to NY

Snoop's master kush, four five to nine

Come by and get you some pounds and now you flying high

Rub 'em with the metal with my foot to the pedal

Gs with the trees and the Cs on my level

5-0, you know I go hard these fools caught me Bogart

Head **** in charge, these ****'s soft as DeBarge

But I ain't tripping, I'm just flipping my cheese

'Cause if you really want the bomb, come and fuck with your G's

I got it, always kill, always will

Had that, sit that, my **** get that, you hear that?

I'm tryna move one brick, two brick, three bricks, four, more

I'm tryna move five bricks, ten bricks, twenty bricks raw

I smoke one ounce staring at the Caddy on the showroom floor

Now I'm tryna move five pounds, ten pounds, twenty pounds, more

5 AM in the kitchen, ****, I'm coughing

Bag full of white eight balls, I'm going golfing

Now homie got killed last night, bought him a coffin

Retaliated the same night, made him a dolphin

Guess that's the life of a yay flipper

Chopper make your ass get naked just like a stripper

Got cameras for the jackets, home invaders, man

Them **** coming all black like they Raiders fans

All I saw growing up was kilos and gang banging

Then the homie taught me to whip, game changing

Now I'm breaking down birds on the coffee table

Yeah, and half them bitches sold 'fore they off the table

Got a lil' **** want him a half, I'm gon' split it

The type of **** work that bitch like it's a skillet

Less soda more water, stretching like it's elastic

Weigh it up at two fifties, wrap it in plastic, yeah

I'm tryna move one brick, two brick, three bricks, four, more

I'm tryna move five bricks, ten bricks, twenty bricks raw

I smoke one ounce staring at the caddy on the showroom floor

Now I'm tryna move five pounds, ten pounds, twenty pounds, more