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letra de b-eazy: da' businessman - b-eazy

[verse 1: b-eazy]
what can’t i tell you that you n-gg-s don’t know already?/
get ya doe, stack your paper like confetti/
and get it fast, the game’s known to be shady/
jealous cats will hit you blindside/
if your mind ain’t right! right?/
that’s why i keep the nine right here!/
steer clear of player haters, snakes, fakes or queers/
i mean n-gg-s that seem funny/
give you pounds, wanna be down/
when they see you round money/
funny thing is, can’t get none from me/
like a broke atm: ain’t touching my money!/
dummy, what part of the game is that?/
you gotta stack, if fact that part of the game you lack!/
well maybe that’s the reason why your game’s flat/
sit back, while i help you get your thang on track/
here’s tha game… brought to you by the businessman!/
ha ha! sing the hook, uh/

[hook: tisha]
eazy, you just don’t know what you’re doing/
when you do it to me/
can’t fault, you’re doing your thang/
they tried to play you, like they made you/
they can’t do it your way/
you can’t blame me, it’s tha game!

[verse 2: b-eazy]
look, i really don’t know how they made that pyramid thing/
but you dealing with the king of the pyramid scheme/
i swear i love life, steady living this dream/
nah, i don’t wanna wake up, i’m feeling this thing/
yeah i know i’m black, but i’m getting this green/
and won’t nothing hold b-eazy back from getting this cream/
i’m hyper than will.i.am directing this scene/
how could somebody from the dirty, dirty shine so clean?/
cuz i remember laughing at budget, like “what’s that?”/
till that little cents started making a little sense/
and more & more, that change became evident/
for evidence, check my bank account: presidents!/
and for that very reason, i set precedents/
whether it’s worked for, given to or its heaven sent!/
so what you telling brent?/
save it, that’s irrelevant/
unfadeable, i made it through h-ll with out a dent!

[verse 3: b-eazy]
peter played the piper, plus he payed paul/
y’all playing my cd and got my poster on your wall/
all i know is ball, balling up the paper/
paper stand tall, tall as skyscr-pers/
looking down, “hi haters!”/
i’m back up off hiatus/
i ain’t accepting no favors/
call me hip hop’s savior/
cooking up something major/
cuz the city named me mayor/
and i would to, wait… elevator!/
and i would like to thank the complete entire nation/
to all the real g’s and all the enemies that made us/
into who we are, superstars, and when i say us/
that’s me, myself & i plus the papers/
catch the vapors, n-gg-!

[verse 4: b-eazy]
f-ck a playerhater, i’m a paperchaser!/
was told to save your paper, baby/
it gets greater, later!/
but when your sh-t stalls, prepare for pitfalls/
the game got me dog, don’t let it get y’all!/
you gotta fall back & be ready to crawl back/
but before you fall face flat, play this all back/
soon you’ll learn to knock ’em out the park, baseball bat/
if that ain’t game, what you call that?/
real n-gg- sh-t!

- b eazy

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