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Business is business, can't leave no witness (not one) It ain't nothin' to discuss, just know the city mine (mine) If it's a problem, I'm around, let's meet up anytime (anytime) If we can get this shit to work, then we can really shine Somebody mother gon' lose a child if he think of stealin' mine Back to how it started, that prison cell made me sharper I come around, it get darker, just try to breathe Got so many tricks up under my sleeve (so many) Thirty six ounces of coke, you got you a key More 'tillery is needed, we takin' over Give a fuck about that love now, you hate? Then show it This a once in a lifetime chance, I'd hate to blow it Don't know what he was thinkin', headshots, brains are showin' My shit get deep, you think I hang wit' poets, rock him to sleep Rob him right before he speak, I bet he ain't gon' know it Me and my lady up Lenox, fresh off a sentence I'm known to handle business Always had a hand in sinnin' Tailor fitted, no time to act cute (no time) Pull up in black suits We ain't flashin' guns, these gats shoot my exact move The money got us arrogant Down on one knee, I met the streets and then I marry it The evidence, we bury it Saved a bunch of my niggas, they looked at me like Harriet Broke is so embarrassin', I cleared that up like Claritin Broad daylight, shots fired, they all saw it It's a long line before you talk with The Godfather Business is business, can't leave no witness (not one) Beginning to finish, just handle business Shit gettin' realer, I bet they feel it (I bet they feel it) Pray before you eat, you don't know when your last dinner Hear my ancestors in the back, cheerin' and screamin' I was hustlin', gettin' money while you niggas was dreamin' Niggas stuck in la la land, niggas is leanin' On the block, they do more bullets than Willy Beaman, huh And they givin' Sunday gunplay, where your son play Now I lay and sunbathe with models off the runway And I'm gettin' dumb cake, you lookin' wit' that dumb face Ice gimme chills, shakin' like a Harlem junkie Too debonair, don't fuck up my Feng shui Makin' millions, thought that I was rich off of one K Diamonds in my muzzle, gettin' chips like Ruffles Man I'm all about a hustle, half a mil in the duffel Heavy bags, these bags make you niggas gettin' weak cash She bag teabags, now your bitch is wearin' kneepads Now your spot taken, more hits than a speed bag 'Bout to send them niggas to your family where you sleep at (motherfucker) Business is business, can't leave no witness (not one) Beginning to finish, just handle business Shit gettin' realer, I bet they feel it (I bet they feel it) Pray before you eat, you don't know when your last dinner (you don't know) Business is business, can't leave no witness (business) Business is business, can't leave no witness (not one) Shit gettin' realer, I bet they feel it (uh) Pray before you eat, you don't know when your last dinner
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