Luyện nghe bài hát Tha Business

(hey)

Get like you live, hey, uh
Get like you live

Uh, we's a gang a niggas that's out for dough
Gettin 24

My crew's out to collect nuthin' but major
Floss around like in a rag 5-0
Can't nuthin' touch us - we's a
Tight-ass
Rolex
Filled with and shit
Who pull the licks
Pound after since '88
Shoe boxes full with cash to stash from the yay'
Federalies harm me
army in armani
And still
see me
Cause I'm - paper
Fiends to happy
- fuckin frown
Mr. the blacker baron
My bitches in g-strings covered by caren
Mr. tony leave ya: bye bye!
Versace suits with the fuckin' - butterfly
Cristal everybody
Bitches ain't gettin' in if their stinkin'
it out

You know tha business, you know tha
Step and peep
And say what is
A of player niggas
That's out for
Getting 24
hawk fo' sho'

[lil
my nigga
We fucking hoes by the
Walking
This too buzzing
? ? ? ? ? ? ? drink in my hand
and dom
Cause I'm the man
with a stroll
Little hawky too
On speakers that's ? ? ? ? I play them on the low
You
How the be going
When we be
as fuck
And now them sucking dicks

[da
Aha aha, I them muthafuckin millions on the west
So I can roll in a
And a big lex
On top of the
Is
When I'm lettin' your ass know this is
4-4 mags keep tight
When we trying to them ends on the late night hype
Hustlin' is how a nigga make
For the business, my record up faster to

You the business

You know tha business (geah) you know tha
Step and peep
And say is this
A gang of niggas
out for dough
Getting 24
Big fo' sho'

nasty]
You see tonight we gettin'
In and armani
Gator and boogie suits
With the from versace
Diamond is a must
And a considerable part of our gear from the ? ? ? ? cut
To the 6 pound in my ear
Hoppin out of the rolls
? ? ? ? on my toes, got me
Steady hollerin at ho's, this niggas cold and it
Diamonds
These beggars blindin
Peepin ho's I be and grindin, figures steady climbin'
Who weed the most?
when we toast
In j-boogie
300 speed boats
Smokin' of yay
we guzzlin courvassier
Girl these nasty and
And these don't play
Get down you live

Hey
Geah (we fakers)
You know tha
Get down you live

You know tha business, bitch, you know tha
back and peep
And say is this
A of player niggas
out for dough
Getting 24
Ah ah, fo'

Best stay the up out my pockets
Cash flows to blast off like
sippin'
Cristal - I ain't
Cause the to burn
Tommy hil from to toe
With the heads to
Jet
Bitches in bikinis with life
Max in the isles of
Or the slopes
Fur coats keep the smilin'
A little
Keep the pussy for a little and
be gone
Mr. street tycoon
Lounging, 4 rottweilers, 5 (hey)
Basketball court with a pool
Big screen, sony play geah, that's kinda cool
You max?
7 on my new contracts
paper stacks, dips in - nautica slacks
Y'all know the macks
And bitches - ain't no game
Cause ain't a thang changed
And the names stay the
Get like you live

Get down you live ho'
You know the business
hype, mob town and we outta this bitch