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Moes Story Video (MV)




Performed By: 202kashivelli
Length: 3:20
Written by: Darron Fox




202kashivelli - Moes Story Lyrics




Now here we go
Now heres a story bout a
Soldier they call Moe
Moe be Stackin plenty gwalla
Moe be chasin all the doe
Money schemes
Cocoa leaf in dreams
Robbing plugs 4 dope
Gotta glizzy 4 protection and
A choppa wit a scope
Shawty wild as all out doors
F#cked a plenty a them whores
Hood celebrity status ride though different
Strips like they on tours
Kick in doors love to rob
Gotta Gladiator mob
Bake your cake just like a oven then them
Boys is outta dodge
Countin hunnits with the crew
Got them racks from out the blue
If u a nigga moven Numbers just be happy
It aint you
Gettin paper like a jew
His crew they doing what they do
Follow orders killem all entire house and families 2
Rise 2 power like a king
Rain of terror in the spring
Weathers nice but bullets fly like
Killer bees when out 2 sting
Gotta diamond pinky ring
Robbing high end jewelry stores
Eatin off a many scores
Project building many floors
Stash his work behind them doors
PCP smoke in the hallway
Savage livin no f#cks given and this
Is all day
Yougins killin each other them bodies lay in the
Stair way
Spirits living they body like some planes from off a runway
His crew is under investigation 4 retaliation
Killed a Nigga from the other side
Death embracing
They whole nation want moe dead
Give em up 2 the feds
Informants they be 2 scared
Cuz there might be stacks on they head
The residents getting tired
Tired of all that murder
Tired of all that dope dealin
Tired of all the burners
Livin like they sum refugees
Livin under the servers
Slangin and bangin dread headed k2 smokers
And lurkers
Not the types to befriend
A little boy and his friend
Get hit with a couple strays
And this is beginning of end
Devastated community on the brink
Of collapsing
Moes time is running out with the feds he be clashing
Letten off with a choppa
Killed a off duty coppa
Fully automatic gunfire no need 4 a doctor
His rite hand man is tellin
His whole crew is dismantled
Criminally insane Moe doesn't care
And yes he's amble
2 kill who eva on the run
Live and die wtih the gun
He layin up wita Bun
She sucks em up till he cums
500k n the duffle bag back 2 loadin them guns
He tented out in the black lac
Feds know him like kodak
Relocate 2 the county cuz the City he can't go back
Layin low in the trap house
Different hoods that he maps out
Surveillance by the FBI steady sniffin
His tracks out
Drug bust they act out
Running in with they straps out
Shooting dope fiends and addicts while they
Liven in a crack house
Sniper shot 2 the head
Left moe dead man its lights out
Tragic story of street life pistols
They steady smoke out
Assembly line of caskets in the trap thats where
They merk out
Innocent people killed by a ruthless nigga with greed
Man it bleeds tears from eyes of those who see
What really be
Families lost 2 plenty violence families lost 2 HIV
Man the glamour of the fast it ain't always what it seems
Cuz it always ends in heart ache, pain and suddeb tragedies
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Now here we go
Now heres a story bout a
Soldier they call Moe
Moe be Stackin plenty gwalla
Moe be chasin all the doe
Money schemes
Cocoa leaf in dreams
Robbing plugs 4 dope
Gotta glizzy 4 protection and
A choppa wit a scope
Shawty wild as all out doors
F#cked a plenty a them whores
Hood celebrity status ride though different
Strips like they on tours
Kick in doors love to rob
Gotta Gladiator mob
Bake your cake just like a oven then them
Boys is outta dodge
Countin hunnits with the crew
Got them racks from out the blue
If u a nigga moven Numbers just be happy
It aint you
Gettin paper like a jew
His crew they doing what they do
Follow orders killem all entire house and families 2
Rise 2 power like a king
Rain of terror in the spring
Weathers nice but bullets fly like
Killer bees when out 2 sting
Gotta diamond pinky ring
Robbing high end jewelry stores
Eatin off a many scores
Project building many floors
Stash his work behind them doors
PCP smoke in the hallway
Savage livin no f#cks given and this
Is all day
Yougins killin each other them bodies lay in the
Stair way
Spirits living they body like some planes from off a runway
His crew is under investigation 4 retaliation
Killed a Nigga from the other side
Death embracing
They whole nation want moe dead
Give em up 2 the feds
Informants they be 2 scared
Cuz there might be stacks on they head
The residents getting tired
Tired of all that murder
Tired of all that dope dealin
Tired of all the burners
Livin like they sum refugees
Livin under the servers
Slangin and bangin dread headed k2 smokers
And lurkers
Not the types to befriend
A little boy and his friend
Get hit with a couple strays
And this is beginning of end
Devastated community on the brink
Of collapsing
Moes time is running out with the feds he be clashing
Letten off with a choppa
Killed a off duty coppa
Fully automatic gunfire no need 4 a doctor
His rite hand man is tellin
His whole crew is dismantled
Criminally insane Moe doesn't care
And yes he's amble
2 kill who eva on the run
Live and die wtih the gun
He layin up wita Bun
She sucks em up till he cums
500k n the duffle bag back 2 loadin them guns
He tented out in the black lac
Feds know him like kodak
Relocate 2 the county cuz the City he can't go back
Layin low in the trap house
Different hoods that he maps out
Surveillance by the FBI steady sniffin
His tracks out
Drug bust they act out
Running in with they straps out
Shooting dope fiends and addicts while they
Liven in a crack house
Sniper shot 2 the head
Left moe dead man its lights out
Tragic story of street life pistols
They steady smoke out
Assembly line of caskets in the trap thats where
They merk out
Innocent people killed by a ruthless nigga with greed
Man it bleeds tears from eyes of those who see
What really be
Families lost 2 plenty violence families lost 2 HIV
Man the glamour of the fast it ain't always what it seems
Cuz it always ends in heart ache, pain and suddeb tragedies
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Writer: Darron Fox
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