Gun in your hand and God on your side A shot rang out on a London night In a land where justice is a game As dawn breaks over London town Hell 2 pay
Übersetzung: Das Business. Hell 2 Pay.
Gun in your hand and God on your side a shot rang out on a London night In a land where justice is a game As dawn breaks over London town Hell 2 pay Revenge
But you step or get stepped on, times is hard Shit get real, head get bust, blood spill It's bout havin thangs, that's why I want a mill (2x) [Verse 2
Eyez On Me} Motherfuckin O.G. Roll up in the club and shit (is that right?) {All Eyez On Me} {All Eyez On Me} But you know what? [2Pac] I bet
never seen a mutha fucker wearing black Following a nigga and shit Ain't this a bitch All I wanted was some chips I wanna take my business else where But where? Cause who in the hell
I only did what I had to do Now they're callin' me the king of the avenue Uhh, I'm shootin' my 9 when I bail 'Cause I'd rather go to hell than jail '
: [Hook - Krayzie 2x] People ask me how do you maintain You got to keep your mind on money (T-H-U-G) Don't let the snakes ever short you for ya change
a message to warn you imposters All hating in my business When I see you I'm a drop you Get slugged and get drugged My niggas I'll hustle to pay the judge
that motherfuckin' job anyways. Yeah, that boss trippin', on my dick anyways. Fuck that nigga. Hell fuck yeah. Want me to kick his ass for you? Fuck it man. [Verse 2
down here But we, ain't fucking around round here Yo Dre! Dr Dre: Whuddup? Eminem: Can I get a hell yeah? Dr Dre: Hell Yeah Chorus 2x: Outro
when it popped your click ran You fucking with powerful niggaz, devour your business It ain't gravy, you pussy niggaz, you the Avon lady, fuck you [Chorus 2
leave all the hoes give a sad voice Got bills to pay and things to do New hoes to screw and business moves I'm a business man what's the business plan
: (feat. Shawnna & The Game) Is you rollin? [x4] Bitch I might be [x2] Girl he geeked up Girl he geeked up Bitch I might be [x4] [Verse 1:] East Atlanta
cold orange juice cause im really really trippin went to the strip club and request that im da man The next thing you know I was throwin rubberbands [Chorus] [Verse 2
was in Maryland I left that bitch breedin Crips,Bloods,Folks,Lords I'm claimin give me some if you split somebody doing business then we makin some [x2
ia, Dont worr bout me [x2] So do you, cause Imll do me Dont worr bout mine dont worr bout me [x2] [Verse: Ike] Hey what da business is dawg? I dont know
the hell you complainin' about what you got now Wh-Wh-What nigga you got steak and eggs right here I'm sayin, what the business is? Get the hell out
