CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Murder Bizness
(PlayBoy on this b*t*h but he ain´t playin´tho)
My n***as say they gottem´
Pick up your sh*t and leave the house
It´s finna´be some problems
They just hit the crib and once we leave
I want that sh*t around us
Found out I´m a dawg so I don´t wanna be questioned
That´s another problem
Stewed up in LA
Lay with his family, think I came to it
My son on the way
Gon´ want him grow up
Hope he ain´t thuggin´
To know his dad is [?]
And he better do the same
This money get your ass
You got Northside in your veins
We´re all built not to change
n***a, I just c*cked one in and I´m rollin
Out the top of thе Drop-Top I´m thuggin like
b*t*h, you want it
I´m a thug ridin´ in McLaren´s
We from thе edge and we rob him
Come to my broke when I touch him
We kill, then flush him
That´s what it is
Heard he got a hunnid and his choppa
He gon´ act like we can´t stop him
It won´t be long until we pop him
Gonna dump him on the run
We bust his head like a piñata
On the wrong way pop a drum and I got lean up in my bottle
And my momma know I´m wildin´
Grandpa know I´m thuggin´
We gon´come to this b*t*h back and
Imma´ leave the hoods achin´
I got Xanax in my body
No I can´t feel, like f**k it
On stage, let´s go to [?]
All my neighbours, they are stuck with me
Imma´ go and do my dance in the murder business
It´s gon´ be another killing
Everyday they´re out here spinnin´
They´ve been slidin´ out the building
Lay the man down, let the [?] kill him
We tryna´ knock out the city
24, we´re out here hittin´
Straight hollows up out the glizzy
[Verse 2]
My n***as say they gottem´
Pick up your sh*t and leave the house
It´s finna´be some problems
They just hit the crib and once we leave
I want that sh*t around us
Found out I´m a dawg so I don´t wanna be questioned
That´s another problem
Stewed up in LA
Lay with his family, think I came to it
My son on the way
Gon´ want him grow up
Hope he ain´t thuggin´
To know his dad is [?]
And he better do the same
This money get your ass
You got Northside in your veins
We´re all built not to change
n***a, I just c*cked one in and I´m rollin
Out the top of thе Drop-Top I´m thuggin like
b*t*h, you want it
I´m a thug ridin´ in McLaren´s
We from thе edge and we rob him
Come to my broke when I touch him
We kill, then flush him
That´s what it is
Heard he got a hunnid and his choppa
He gon´ act like we can´t stop him
It won´t be long until we pop him
Gonna dump him on the run
We bust his head like a piñata
On the wrong way pop a drum and I got lean up in my bottle
And my momma know I´m wildin´
Grandpa know I´m thuggin´
We gon´come to this b*t*h back and
Imma´ leave the hoods achin´
I got Xanax in my body
No I can´t feel, like f**k it
On stage, let´s go to [?]
All my neighbours, they are stuck with me
Imma´ go and do my dance in the murder business
It´s gon´ be another killing
Everyday they´re out here spinnin´
They´ve been slidin´ out the building
Lay the man down, let the [?] kill him
We tryna´ knock out the city
24, we´re out here hittin´
Straight hollows up out the glizzy
[Verse 2]
