lirik lagu big business - iur jetto
[verse 1: iur jetto]
i am not a shooter, i’m a boss, that’s a big difference
i will send them steppers to come get you, [?]
i just bought my youngest five choppers, told him get filthy
[?] bought a richard millie, no, he is not a piston
i done seen weak n~ggas tell, them big b~tches
stab a n~gga, wipe the blood on him, it’s big business
spray the crib up, double back, f~ck any wittness
left 30 on his block, they think [?] curry [?]
my mama told me to stay safe, [?] round n~ggas
but i keep arguing with my girl, ’cause i be around b~tches
vezzo drive wraith, he got stars on the ceiling
i just walked out of prison, n~gga, to a half a ticket
yes, i cook chickеn, yeah, i sell wings
yes, i wеar [?], yeah, i cut lean
bought that trap in the hood, ’cause i love fiends
74 times 24, [?] cheese
[verse 2: krispylife kidd]
krispylife, n~gga
glock abusive, the way i make it beat on n~ggas
no matter what you buy that b~tch, she still gon’ cheat with n~ggas
[?] ain’t no eat on n~ggas
did the number one on his grave, yeah, we peed on n~ggas
i’m still around this b~tch, with my chains on
i can’t be f~cked with, with no chains on
they think it’s safe, ’cause my n~gga dame gone
[?] my n~gga back out, now your brains gone
[?] did the all pink, like he majin buu
hit dawg charger with something heavy, split the car in two
f~cked dawg up, now all he eating is [?] soup
my n~ggas still tripping off the ‘e’s, i’ll get you blue
in jail, you was a ho, they used to take your soup
run up in your studio, we brought guns to the booth
can’t be touched, ’cause we got guards on the roof
[?] whole crew bosses, i’m the living proof
[verse 3: icewear vezzo]
b~tch, i got shooters on the side, and the middle too
big chopper on me, i’ll lace a n~gga up, they think he finna hoop
don’t need no stars in the sky, because they in the roof
that 76 to his crib, that b~tch’ll split his roof
b~tch, this roley hitting too
[?] bust like a [?] bright like [?]
speed that rari, do the 560, but we got [?] too
pack 200 guns to the show, look like we finna [?]
yeah, hop out that [?]
got too many chains on my chest, it make my neck clean
only sip that [?] probation, i’m a tech drinker
taike that [?] shoot from the left, ’cause that’s his best angle
yeah, i let that tech bang
we only caught him ’cause we don’t know, no, i don’t bless strangers
pop a perky, half a g6, she say my s~x dangerous
you shoot the air but never hit sh~t, you n~ggas scetch painters
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