Lyrics:
depend on Nine
Divide by zero damn peeps and I bind
They broken neck to a check
Cause killin my business
And I gotta creep on the dime
Servin God
a four door DeLorean
It's the cinnamon smorgasbord when I hit record
I need a Dior private resort
By age four my favorite shape was a trapezoid
Riff
on my line
Number 9 I can't lie
I got the 9 right by my side
Homocide boyz I aint gone die
Her ass stuff like some pie
Rockin 1s till I die
Business
This was all new to me
Fuck that foolishry
The streets was a zoo to me
By how it was doing
I ain't know what the struggle could really do to me
to God that I was headed for the poorhouse
Say mama caught the drama, she would bleed tryin to feed 4 mouths
Wasn't rockin Girbauds, I barely had clothes,
5, 4, 5, 4, 3, 2 penguins of the world unite
Strength in numbers, we can get it right
One time!
(We are a part of the rhythm nation)
With Music by
You are now rockin' with the west
We don't fuck with the stress
Westside connect-Gangin', hoo-bangin'
And we got thousands, so fuck what you
a four
I shoot at the stars, strike a pose (grrah)
I walked in this bitch with a coat
Yeah, yeah, I want the fetti
Die by Lil Keed, yeah, I'm thug
live to see the birth of the kids
Reminisce bout the shit that we did
Sometimes wish you were still by my side
We were living it up we're both chillin
should be a L.C
Businessman without the tie
Blood on these white Air Force Ones if a bitch try
Fuck my city, they ain't rockin' with me
Shot me in
caught, we took care of the
cams
We ain't gettin' caught, we took care of the cams
Four by fours, just burnin' gas
Murdoch trucks, squatted stands
Drivin'
With the pumpers
But I'ma temple tourer, champagne pourer
Winchmore warrior, Class A courier
Grime scene ambassador, Duppy maker
Four-four saviour, Ally
The Business Is Now Im Up In Yo Myspace
What It Is We Have A Myspace Parade
You Ridin Down While We Ride Threw Da Hood Main
Tell Yo Friends To Check Out Ma
stocky, this a drum, tell him give it up
Or I'ma pop him if he run, Herzog mobbin
You can find me in the slums, 4-5-6 from the bottom to the top
Lil' brodie
here swear they so appealing
I'll step through your business and hurt your feelings
That was Full Cooperation by the Def Squad Crew
And this is Dave
out that car and get to rockin' out like John Lennon
Is it the Perkies or the money? I don't know, my palms itchin'
I'm in the valley with the eses
sound off
Just trynna live this, back bone the business
BCC is the click and, y'all can't get with
Nothing them boys spitting
Cause y'all like female
to the crown prince
Now I'ma swing it to the right and, right into the left hand
Take a deep breath and, cook it like a chef and
This is dedicated
it your, whatever is? two hundred, three hundred or but whichever bond your son who price you are going to pay? for the people who by the business
and the day I met
The M-a to the see with the dash
M-o-n-e cash came fast on the ave, see?
(Cars ride by with the boomin systems)
With the (funky) (funky,
owns our shit but us
This is independent man, don't worry who I hang out with man
Just mind your own fucking business
You can't even control what's
just stay up out my business
Is you with me or against me? Just tell me what the deal is I'ma get it regardless and stack it to the ceiling
Young nigga
business, niggas still can't stick together
Fuckin' police got the four-one-one
That L.A. ain't all, surf and sun
But we ain't thinkin', bout the boys
Patience and Persistence
JHS threads be the best in the business, yo
It's four twenty bruhh, smoke if ya got 'em
Rock enough positive energy to fuel from
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