muthaf**ker wearing black Following a ni**a and s**t Ain't this a bi**h All I wanted was some chips I wanna take my business else where But where? Cause who in the hell
2 years? Word, mah bad, mah bad, We all need a break right? Know what I'm sayin? But now I'm back and I ain't plannin' on leavin' this time, I got unfinish business
circus without a tent Clowning all baby-face ass niggas who love hoes and pay rent Give a chicken six cents for Gucci boots (Hell no!) I rather mop the
man, he killed somebody? Oh shit, goddamn I got a witness 2 to her head and I said bitch mind your business Jumped into my car, left the scene of the crime 2
juice cause I'm really really trippin Went to the strip club and request that I'm da man The next thing you know I was throwin rubberbands [Chorus] [Verse 2
that we can improvise on anything: a bird, a sock, a fuming beaker. This is, this too can be music. Anything can be music. FZ: Hello? Yeah, are you busy
are being hollowed The days are being borrowed Follow me the Shadow Through the valley of the lost You play the game of life So you have to pay the cost [Repeat 2
blood spill It's 'bout havin' thangs, that's why I want a mill I want a mil ticket mil ticket (Gettin' wicked) On the real, V.L., my nigga Big Moe, 2-2
We'll win whether you like it or not (Without a doubt) We make it hot (Without a doubt) (Repeat 2x) We keep it heated like stones in Hell
fast porche When I leave all the hoes give a sad voice Got bills to pay and things to do New hoes to screw and business moves Imma business man whats the business
scared to draw toes. Playin me close. Rollin with the dogs wearin yesterdays clothes. Left a fouled sin into my squad without permition. I started dissin, hopin you listen. pay
didn't think he was capable of somethin' They don't we got somethin' for it Yeah, man, I wrote some funky lyrics to this Alright, let's get busy It
to pay And it's a struggle trying to amke through the whole seventh day chorus 2x's So passed by the dozen and cooked up cream for your cousin Hell a quick 2
try me I gave that boy a 40 and he said hell pay me Friday Try to fuck wit my money man I dona??t wanna hear it hoe Owe me money pay me money or me and
was awakened by the telephone ringin' I picked it up Hello? At first, nobody would answer me, so I said it again Hello? Somebody starts breathin'
#1] Yeah, what's up finesse? [lord finesse #2] Aw yeah! what's up, money? [lf1] just tripping on how girls used to be flipping last year [lf2] that
It's 2 am in the morning and it...uhhh...light showers and you're probably hooking up with that girl that's been 2wayin you all week her baby daddy's
, sell some blow, eat a gourmet meal and stay real Nobody will be able to find your bones My business feeds your business, so mind your own Sellin' stuff