The B.I.Z.

Lyrics

[Intro: Crooked I] Yo, Watts up, Sauce On-One Squad, right J-Mo Enjoy money over everythang Horseshoe Gang Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, ye-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, ye-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah We hit the block in the Jag with the top down Watch your hoe 'round the gang 'cause we cock pounds Even in the club you can get shot, clown That's the business That's the business [Verse 1: Demetrius Capone] Yo, yo, ye-oh, ye-oh, yo This mister Capone, fo sho Kickin' a cold flow I kick in the door This nigga's grippin' a fo-fo He witcha hoe She lickin' dick in the low-low Aye yo The rhyme flow is vicious You know what I mean when I say I'm rollin' with mind blowin' bitches But even fine hoes can get dropped 'cause my minds on my riches I drop dimes like 5 blowin' snitches I actually clap anyone standing That mini MAC'll defend me I pity your fam The MAC milli Clap really like plenty of hands When that semi (brap) Subtract 21 grams (Yeah) The black Harley, match the Ferrari Mackin' an R&B, black barbie, crashin' the party And after slugs touch ya Catch me in the club, I'm swimmin' in women Chillin', Chillin' like a mafucka [Chorus: Crooked I] We hit the block in the Jag with the top down Watch your hoe 'round the gang 'cause we cock pounds Even in the club you can get shot, clown That's the business That's the business Watch the words that you say when you come around Thought we told you cock suckas, this is our town Show respect to my niggas when you West bound That's the business That's the business [Verse 2: Kenny Siegel] How could you cop the type of ice, he rock, when he drops through Your album flop like Divac do Chill with the hottest hotty in the Maserati coupe That's peacock blue Who the hottest? I got the answer like Reebok do Siegel Yeah, I ride around with chrome Canary yellow Denali, matchin' the stones in my medallion They scatter when the projectile is shown Everywhere I go and see, I rock house kicks, this Cali's own Pimp properly Cat from the Horseshoe Quick to tell a Horseshoe If he not fly, don't bother me The rims on the 'Lac's ain't the only chrome we got 'Cause when we 'bout to move out, you know we pack Keep biscuits and bread but still I'm hungry, black Homie, I'll leave you and your cronies only on your backs I dip the cleanest Jag My rocks look a little blue Y'all look extremely sad Yeah [Chorus: Crooked I] We hit the block in the Jag with the top down Watch your hoe 'round the gang 'cause we cock pounds Even in the club you can get shot, clown That's the business That's the business Watch the words that you say when you come around Thought we told you cock suckas, this is our town Show respect to my niggas when you West bound That's the business That's the business [Verse 3: Julius Luciano] I'm prone to rise, you know the sky's the limit Come through, no disguise You know these guys is grimy Don't diss rhyme my livin' My flow divine, terrific Close your eyes, my shine known to blind your vision No denyin' it I'm so fly, notice I hold this sty, so split Notify your clique No surprise your chick gon' recklessly eye ball Catch a glimpse of that necklace, she guessin' I ball Yeah Like a young Earl Campbell, I'm slick Just like my guns pearl handle, when it spit It'll split ya wig, nigga, cuts ya curls afro If she thick, I hit young girls and old (Pow, pow) I'm a prolific, proficient, pro spittin' Flow kickin', so vicious, hoe clickin' No different, yo No kiddin', dome gettin' dope Get it so twisted Hoe listen', no lickin' yo kitten, though [Chorus: Crooked I] We hit the block in the Jag with the top down Watch your hoe 'round the gang 'cause we cock pounds Even in the club you can get shot, clown That's the business That's the business Watch the words that you say when you come around Thought we told you cock suckas, this is our town Show respect to my niggas when you West bound That's the business That's the business