Текст песни: Xzibit - Big Business



Yeah


Yeah


Yeah





Kid frost





This is big business, understand me?


Yeah, you can`t take no for a answer





Welcome to the world of big business, lives get broken and made


You`re walkin barefoot in a room full of razorblades


We`re playin catch with a hand grenade


Cause what you faggot niggas caught


Spread you all over the asphalt


Walk the walk, talk to nobody


Spark the chrome shotie


Whenever they run up on your home, gotti


Gangsta, gangsta, read all about it


Xzibit get your whole shit crowded


And packed to capacity


You actually had the audacity


To want some problems with the x man


Lift you off your feet with the back of my left hand


Learn one of life`s hard lessons


You can`t negotiate with a weapon


When it`s fully loaded and cocked


Hollow points shot


Next to the firing pin, with the hammer ready to drop


I took you off, so accept the loss


Crack open some olde english that`s covered with frost


And it`s like that





[ chorus ]


Can you feel it, nothing can save ya


For this is the season for stackin the papers





Chasin my chips till my last days


Hit a million dollar lick and split it three ways





{frost}


I`m in pursuit of them hundred dollar big faces


Wrapped in rubber bands in em bulletproof briefcases


Please understand automatically


One squeeze of the trigger cause tragedy


Casually fucked around and got your whole family mad at me


My strategy: subtract enemies mathematically


Frost will kick your head off slow, you ain`t as bad as me


50/50 - half gangster, half hustler


One side`s about my business, and the other side`s a muthafucka


So when i creep, i crawl, i`m like swiss-made


Fuck are you, bitch-made, i slice you with my switchblade


Razor, got the h-k with the laser


Slid the enterpriser, rent a 99 black blazer


I shot straight at merino


Thousand dollar suite, layin low at the peppermint casino


I been a player before i had riches


And now i`m eatin steak and crab and fuckin bad bitches





[ chorus ]





{jayo felony}


I don`t give a fuck about not one of y`all


Disrespect this here, nigga, it`s real clear i`m gunnin y`all


When night falls, nah fuck, night flies a kite


I take flight like delta, nigga, helter skelter


Who the fuck could you call to help ya


Nigga, good health couldn`t help ya


Put the `s` in spit, bust your tightest shit, never felt ya


Could you picture yourself in the same room when i let these off


Two rivals, suicidal, take the strap and squeeze off


But before you do it, i take the heater and shoot both your knees off


Let him suffer, can`t get enough of, i`m rougher


Go get my ammunitions and paper, nigga, cause it`s a habit


Let off on ya in a 600, or let`s call em rabbit


Is it tragic how the automatic made you breathe like a asthmatic


Static, what`s that? that shit that get up in my fabric


I`m into bitches and beamers and my chips


And i`m keepin four eyes on em schemers when i dip, bitch





[ chorus ]
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Yeah


Yeah


Yeah





Kid frost





This is big business, understand me?


Yeah, you can`t take no for a answer





Welcome to the world of big business, lives get broken and made


You`re walkin barefoot in a room full of razorblades


We`re playin catch with a hand grenade


Cause what you faggot niggas caught


Spread you all over the asphalt


Walk the walk, talk to nobody


Spark the chrome shotie


Whenever they run up on your home, gotti


Gangsta, gangsta, read all about it


Xzibit get your whole shit crowded


And packed to capacity


You actually had the audacity


To want some problems with the x man


Lift you off your feet with the back of my left hand


Learn one of life`s hard lessons


You can`t negotiate with a weapon


When it`s fully loaded and cocked


Hollow points shot


Next to the firing pin, with the hammer ready to drop


I took you off, so accept the loss


Crack open some olde english that`s covered with frost


And it`s like that





[ chorus ]


Can you feel it, nothing can save ya


For this is the season for stackin the papers





Chasin my chips till my last days


Hit a million dollar lick and split it three ways





{frost}


I`m in pursuit of them hundred dollar big faces


Wrapped in rubber bands in em bulletproof briefcases


Please understand automatically


One squeeze of the trigger cause tragedy


Casually fucked around and got your whole family mad at me


My strategy: subtract enemies mathematically


Frost will kick your head off slow, you ain`t as bad as me


50/50 - half gangster, half hustler


One side`s about my business, and the other side`s a muthafucka


So when i creep, i crawl, i`m like swiss-made


Fuck are you, bitch-made, i slice you with my switchblade


Razor, got the h-k with the laser


Slid the enterpriser, rent a 99 black blazer


I shot straight at merino


Thousand dollar suite, layin low at the peppermint casino


I been a player before i had riches


And now i`m eatin steak and crab and fuckin bad bitches





[ chorus ]





{jayo felony}


I don`t give a fuck about not one of y`all


Disrespect this here, nigga, it`s real clear i`m gunnin y`all


When night falls, nah fuck, night flies a kite


I take flight like delta, nigga, helter skelter


Who the fuck could you call to help ya


Nigga, good health couldn`t help ya


Put the `s` in spit, bust your tightest shit, never felt ya


Could you picture yourself in the same room when i let these off


Two rivals, suicidal, take the strap and squeeze off


But before you do it, i take the heater and shoot both your knees off


Let him suffer, can`t get enough of, i`m rougher


Go get my ammunitions and paper, nigga, cause it`s a habit


Let off on ya in a 600, or let`s call em rabbit


Is it tragic how the automatic made you breathe like a asthmatic


Static, what`s that? that shit that get up in my fabric


I`m into bitches and beamers and my chips


And i`m keepin four eyes on em schemers when i dip, bitch





[ chorus ]
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