Luyện nghe bài hát Business Is Business

Yeah, yah
Uh
Run back, Turbo

I tote a TEC 'cause niggas be
And a surfboard 'cause really wavy
I need some love to go with hate
Give mama a hug, we finally it
Ms in all the Mercedes
Spend a whole M in the mall, boy you
Clinch to shit, bet' not trust your old lady
Business is business, so you pay me

Uh, on Bentleys, we mob through the A
Benjis on Benjis, we every day
Business is business, so you pay
New Lamborghinis me wanna race
eat fettuccini, I'm stuck in my ways
My bed Tempur-Pedic, I get paid
My flow a disease, kill these rappers like
Yves St. Laurent on the lens of my
Gunna up, I was goin' through a phase
I up and got my bitches straight
You learned how to drip from you watchin' my
Niggas be tossin', somebody
Off-White'd the coupe and the inside is
I pop shit like I've been doin' for ages
So many faces I got me a grave
YSL, say, "Slatt" every day?
I pop me a pill, one got in my throat
This Rollie a Presi', I don't need to
Your ho ready, she at my condo
I stay with that .9, should call me Marlo
I'm the greatest of all, my is goat
Bouncin' my life, got my back off the
Too real can't turn my on the bros

I tote a TEC 'cause niggas be
And a surfboard 'cause we're wavy
I need some love to go with hate
Give a hug, we finally made it
Ms in all the Mercedes
Spend a M in the mall, boy you crazy
Clinch to that shit, bet' not your old lady
is business, so you gotta pay me

Brought out a dub and I'm ready to it
You the ball I got it, we winnin'
Spaceship for a car that ain't
They know who I am, I ain't walkin' Lenox
It take long, I ran up them racks
Bought it, like it, ain't takin it back
I shoulda playin' linebacker, I a sack
I got this cheetah print all on my
I got the and the shoes to match it
I'm the hood, I'm keepin' my ratchet
My bitch the baddest, she bougie, she ratchet
I get him flipped, I buy him a casket
I'm servin' real, I just singin', rappin'
I got on Soldier Re's, classics
I got a .31 gymnastics
I a brick, it was still in the package
$6, 500 was on this coat
Got a bitch in the condo, she the coke
I don't wanna fuck her want the throat
I'm savin' my money, I ain't goin'
Don't no handouts, that shit ain't no joke
They up when I speak, I'm the pope
I'm bringin' cash, ain't no notes
I got the stick just in case they smoke

I tote a TEC 'cause be shady
And a surfboard 'cause we're wavy (Surfboard)
I need some love to go with hate
Give mama a hug, we made it (Finally made it)
Ms in all the Mercedes
Spend a whole M in the mall, boy you
Clinch to shit, bet' not trust your old lady (Bitches ain't shit)
is business, so you gotta pay me (Business is business)