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letra de the b.i.z. - crooked i

[verse 1: demetrius capone]
yo, yo, ye-oh, ye-oh, yo
this mister capone, fo sho
kickin’ a cold flow
i kick in the door
this n-gga’s grippin’ a fo-fo
he witcha hoe
she l!ckin’ d-ck in the low-low
aye yo
the rhyme flow is vicious
you know what i mean when i say i’m rollin’ with mind blowin’ b-tches
but even fine hoes can get dropped
’cause my minds on my riches
i drop dimes like 5 [?] snitches
i actually clap anyone standing
that mini mac’ll defend me
i pity your fam
the mac milly
clap really like plenty of hands
when that semi (brap)
subtract 21 grams (yeah)
the black harley, match the ferrari
mackin’ an r&b, black barbie, crashin’ the party
and after slugs touch ya
catch me in the club, i’m swimmin’ in women
chillin’, chillin’ like a maf-cka
[chorus: crooked i]
we hit the block with the jag with the top down
watch your hoe, ’round the gang ’cause we c-ck pounds
even in the club you can get shot, clown
that’s the business
that’s the business
watch the words that you say when you come around
thought we told you c-ck suckas, this is our town
show respect to my n-ggas when you west bound
that’s the business
that’s the business

[verse 2: kenny siegel]
how could you cop the type of ice, he rock, when he drops through
your album flop like divac do
chill with the hottest hotty in the maserati coupe
that’s peac-ck blue
who the hottest? i got the answer like reebok do
siegel
yeah, i ride around with chrome
canary yellow, denali, matchin’ the stones in my medallion
they scatter when the projectile is shown
everywhere i go and see, i rock house kicks, this cali’s own
pimp properly
cat from the horseshoe
quick to tell a horseshoe
if he not fly, don’t bother me
the rims on the ‘lac’s ain’t the only chrome we got
’cause when we
keep biscuits and bread but still i’m hungry, black
homie, i’ll leave you and your cronies only on your backs
i dip cleanest jag
my rocks look a little blue
y’all look extremely sad
yeah
[chorus: crooked i]
we hit the block with the jag with the top down
watch your hoe, ’round the gang ’cause we c-ck pounds
even in the club you can get shot, clown
that’s the business
that’s the business
watch the words that you say when you come around
thought we told you c-ck suckas, this is our town
show respect to my n-ggas when you west bound
that’s the business
that’s the business

[verse 3: julius luciano]
i’m pr-ne to rise, you know the sky’s the limit
come through, no disguise
you know these guys is grimy
don’t diss rhyme my livin’
my flow divine, terrific
close your eyes, my shine known to blind your vision
no denyin’ it
i’m so fly, notice i hold this sty, so split
notify your clique
no surprise your chick gon’ recklessly eye ball
catch a glimpse of that necklace, she guessin’ i ball
yeah
like a young earl campbell, i’m sl!ck
just like my guns pearl handle, when it spit
it’ll split ya wig, n-gga, cuts your girls afro
if she thick, i hit young girls and old (pow, pow)
i’m a prolific, proficient, pro spittin’
flow kickin’, so vicious, hoe cl!ckin’
no different, yo
no kiddin’, dome gettin’ dope
get it so twisted
hoe listen’, no l!ckin’ yo kitten, though

[chorus: crooked i]
we hit the block with the jag with the top down
watch your hoe, ’round the gang ’cause we c-ck pounds
even in the club you can get shot, clown
that’s the business
that’s the business
watch the words that you say when you come around
thought we told you c-ck suckas, this is our town
show respect to my n-ggas when you west bound
that’s the business
that’s the business

- crooked i

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