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*****es & Bizness Lyrics


Song Name : *****es & Bizness
Song Writer(s): Dixon, Lee, Jenkins, Jay, Moore, Chadron, Roberts, William, Scott, Miguel T., White,
Publisher: 9196, INC, BULLHOUSE PUBLISHING, DIENIAHMAR MUSIC, EMI APRIL MUSIC INC., EMI BLACKWOOD MUSIC INC., FIRST


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We gone do it like this
From the A-T-L
All the way down to the 305 MIA
Cocaine capital, *****
Yeah, the Boyz N Da Hood


The bizness is *****es
The ***** I keep in my pocket
The *****s keep watchin'
They know I'll be rockin' my watches


G's keep knockin'
They know I'll be shootin' to spot 'em
The Boyz N Da Hood
Strictly distribute the product


My *****s get slizzard
I'm smokin' and chillin' in Pradas
***k a 9 to 5
We gone just do what we gotta


I'm in the Chevy thang
Everything runnin' is proper
Don't come to close
'Cuz I'm su**ect to [Incomprehensible] my chopper


We in the streets, in the streets
Who got the weed, got the weed
I got a couple keys
Wanna eat, ***k wit me


You don't want to see me pissed off, yeah
***k until my ****s off, Boyz N Da Hood
*****, this is riff ruff


Now I rock a lot of ice 'cuz I'm keepin' it slum
Six lugs at the bottom, lockin', keep 'em in tone
Crack rock cocaine, what we keep where I'm from
You don't believe me, *****, come and see where I'm from


Keep 2 or 3 heaters dug deep in my bum
The police tryin' to keep the concrete on my palm
But I got **** to do
And I got bricks to move, okay


But y'all are playin' for 4 mil
You can get for 2 ***** and try to play me dude
And I'm gone put yo *** in some baby shoes
And I don't mean the ones that your babies use


I know I talk about my *****s a lot
But I shoot too
Give me something to nut up about
And watch me shoot you


I woke about 6 in the mornin'
Gotta get paid, ***k moanin' and groanin'
Hit the block, get the truck rollin', rollin'
By the night time our pockets is swollen, swollen


I woke about 6 in the mornin'
Gotta get paid, ***k moanin' and groanin'
Hit the block, get the truck rollin', rollin'
By the night time our pockets is swollen, swollen


From dust to dawn, we stay posted up in project homes
Keep a plastic tone, y'all want it bring it on
We'll creep up in yo home, hangin' by yo *****es thongs
Say you's a gorilla, say what happened to King Kong


We real play makers and this is not ESPN
Welcome to the gutter, now watch the **** fest begin
Ain't no ***kin' Jack Triple but I'm bakin' cakes
Plus my cakes triple, what that *** makes


***kin' just to stay awake, makin' sure I never stumble
Granted till my bank statement look like social security numbers
Call us cookie monsters, makin' cookie *****s crumble
Catch a double digit jersey number if you fumble


I'm gone tote the poll lock and load
Shoot till you hear that bow
Take my time, speak my mind like I'm [Incomprehensible]
Got a country slang, baby, you can tell, ain't it


You can kill too, a lot of us got them feds at us
Still keep a stankin' kitchen
'Cuz in the midst of the caine
On the way, the crack smell durin' the intermission


Triple beam hand held hanksty
Got some caine stain colored on the finger nail
Chrome black dished back up til I [Incomprehensible]
Saw him walk a thin line but it's not a fat red


I'm gone rap for these packed heads
Gats crack, sells *** and blacks that want to stack mils
Smokin' on the purple stack
Runnin' in yo house ramblin' wondering where the work is at


Hoes in the third, still hollerin' where the purses at
Phone in Atlanta, ring the family where they murked at
6:45 am, life's great, got the bacon soda
I'm cookin' pancakes, that's right


Where I'm from *****, I'm the man
Take him out, break him down like a lap dance
I ain't playin', I got hella choppers
Call my partnas then they got helicopters, that's right
Just like my old job but a lil' different, what


I used to work at churches chicken
But now I cook my chicken to my own kitchen
A kitchen fork and a gl*** pocket
Try to rob if you want get ya *** shot


I woke about 6 in the mornin'
Gotta get paid, ***k moanin' and groanin'
Hit the block, get the truck rollin', rollin'
By the night time our pockets is swollen, swollen


I woke about 6 in the mornin'
Gotta get paid, ***k moanin' and groanin'
Hit the block, get the truck rollin', rollin'
By the night time our pockets is swollen, swollen

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