Lyrics:
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
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'
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
With the pumpers
But I'ma temple tourer, champagne pourer
Winchmore warrior, Class A courier
Grime scene ambassador, Duppy maker
Four-four saviour, Ally
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
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
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,
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
Ten four Red Dog it's on
Aiyyo question:
what does an Afro-rockin next-droppin Westside type
have in common with a East rock a vest put you
I ain't gon' quit (woo, never)
All my niggas want to win, we'll take that shit
Don't know what the record is, but we gon' break that shit (huh?)
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
Man, you know who you are, fuck ya
You ain't rockin' with me, I ain't rockin with you, man, fuck ya
Let em know, man, let em know
Ever since a kid,
the birds
All this rappin' came from Ruga member heard him switchin' verbs
Now I wanna be like Herb rockin' shows, blowin' erbs, mink coat rockin' furs
the 80s
Only doin' things major putting fours on a Mercedes
Tens on a Bimmer, but that bitch still clean
Hear a rapper diss my name, I'ma smoke him like
Draw down with that Tec and bleed
I'm rockin' v-neck with V's (VVS's)
I pull up with a bitch and let her rip it real rapid
We live by the codes
Shawty, shawty
Can you feel it? I want to know! [Repeat: x4]
Can you feel it?
Can you feel it baby?
This the breakdown (Feel it)
DJ Felli Fel I'ma make ya
Shawty, shawty
Can you feel it? I want to know! [Repeat: x4]
Can you feel it?
Can you feel it baby?
This the breakdown (Feel it)
DJ Felli Fel I'ma make ya
that's pocket change
Double up double up fuck is up, youngin?
Dorado my watch and chain
Cover up, cover up, that's enough bloody ass business
I should
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