The Bidness歌词

Aey whassup my nig?
S*it, just chillin', what's happenin'?
S*it nuttin', whatchu up to?
S*it, not too much, aey you ain't seen that *****
Snoop?Man hell naw,
I been callin' that ***** since
Starsky and
HutchI ain't fin' to call that ***** no more man
Oh like that?
Man f'real man,
I ain't buyin' that new album either
I'ma download that motherf****r for free
Let that ***** know when
I see him man
S*it, there he go right there
I don't say much,
I don't say "Alize", say, no
I don't say "Dutch"
Keep yo' hands off until
I say, okay touch
I never come off tacky,
I'm a boss exactly
I'm like the slick suit
Snooper fly
VersaceConversation flashy, y'all ****** can't match me
I talk to you slow, so your game can roll
Take advice from a player, don't love her just play her
Boy I never could dare, to pay double the fare
Man I swear to
God it's gon' be some trouble in here
Before I pay that *****,
I'm like a bossy hog
Half dog, half gorilla, *****
Donkey Kong
****** thirst for hoes,
I got a thirst to ball
Tryin' to knock a pimp's hustle, be the first to fall
F****n' with a hundred fifty, whole can of vodka
Mixed with gang bang, got a program like
PoppaI'ma do you a favor, let this pimpin' save ya
Leave that ***** alone, the homies call her
Ms. Behavior
Boy you move too fast, done too much talkin'
I'm too much walkin' to one who keep hoes hawkin'
Don't **** with
Snoop too much 'cause he goes off when
****** mouth too much, so please no flossin'
I step up quicker, 'cause the game don't pause
I gotta stay sucka free, 'cause it ain't no laws
Dig this y'all
That's the bidness man, step my game up up in this man
Long hours hard minutes man, with this hustle on splendid man
He gave perfect attendance man'
Cause I'm a boss
Yea, real bossy like and sometimes flossy
And if you f****n' with that
I had to tell you the truth homey but you got mad
Yea I hurt yo' feelings, **** it!
It's too damn bad
I'm a major player,
I got major game
I might floss a different *****, but the pimpin' the same
I ain't got time for no haters,
I lay 'em flat on they back
I'm from the
Dogg Pound homey,
I don't **** with them cats
I **** with, ******, who be bustin' them shots
I'm talkin'
Long Beach,
Inglewood,
Compton, Watts
Close your chops,
I knows your spots
Keep talkin' *****
I'll expose your knots
You ain't ready for
Daddy, boy
I do this for fun
It's like you versus
Kobe ballin' one on one
You ain't got no chance, you ain't got no fans
I kick the s*it out you punk, look
Momma no hands
I'm not a holy roller but
I pray so hard
Help me, I'm sendin' these ***** ****** straight to
GodS*it I'm too damn grown, conversation is short
While your talk is funny,
Jack I talk with money
Keep the chain on bling, the rock is sunny
For you smart mouthed b*****s
I ain't that dummy
That's the bidness man, step my game up up in this man
Long hours hard minutes mane, with this hustle on splendid man
He gave perfect attendance man
That's the bidness man, step my game up up in this man
Long hours hard minutes man, with this hustle on splendid man
He gave perfect attendance man
That's the bidness, that's the bidness
That's the bidness, can
I get a witness?
Yea, that's the bidness, yea, say what?
Yea that's the bidness, can
I get a witness?