Luyện nghe bài hát Big Business

Mi es su casa
Mi raza es su

Kid

This is big business, me?
Yeah, you take no for a answer

to the world of big business, lives get broken and made
You're walkin barefoot in a room full of
We're playin catch a hand grenade
Cause you faggot niggas caught
Spread you all over the
the walk, talk to nobody
Spark the shotie
Whenever run up on your home, gotti
Gangsta, gangsta, all about it
Xzibit get your whole crowded
And packed to
You actually had the
To want some with the x man
Lift you off your feet with the back of my hand
Learn one of hard lessons
You negotiate with a weapon
When it's fully and cocked
Hollow shot
to the firing pin, with the hammer ready to drop
I took you off, so accept the
Crack open some olde english covered with frost
And it's like

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Can you feel it, can save ya
For this is the season for the papers

Chasin my chips till my days
Hit a million dollar and split it three ways

I'm in pursuit of them hundred dollar big
Wrapped in rubber bands in em briefcases
understand automatically
One squeeze of the trigger cause
Casually fucked around and got whole family mad at me
My strategy: subtract mathematically
Frost will kick head off slow, you ain't as bad as me
50/50 - half gangster, half
One side's about my business, and the other side's a
So when I creep, I crawl, I'm like
Fuck are you, bitch-made, I you with my switchblade
Razor, got the h-k the laser
Slid the enterpriser, a 99 black blazer
I straight at merino
Thousand dollar suite, layin low at the casino
I been a player I had riches
And now I'm eatin steak and and fuckin bad bitches

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I don't give a fuck about not one of
Disrespect here, nigga, it's real clear I'm gunnin y'all
When night falls, nah fuck, night flies a
I take flight delta, nigga, helter skelter
Who the fuck could you call to ya
Nigga, health couldn't help ya
Put the 's' in spit, bust tightest shit, never felt ya
Could you yourself in the same room when I let these off
Two rivals, suicidal, take the and squeeze off
But before you do it, I take the heater and shoot your knees off
Let him suffer, can't get enough of, I'm
Go get my ammunitions and paper, nigga, cause a habit
Let off on ya in a 600, or let's call em
Is it tragic how the made you breathe like a asthmatic
Static, that? that shit that get up in my fabric
I'm into bitches and and my chips
And I'm four eyes on em schemers when I dip, bitch

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