[Hook : B Mac]
Plug bidness, plug bidness, plug bidness, plug bidness
n***a, n***a, n***a mind your f**in' bidness
Ain't nobody f**in' with you
Plug bidness, plug bidness, plug bidness, plug bidness
n***a, n***a, n***a mind your f**in' bidness
Ain't nobody f**in' with you
[Verse 1 : B Mac]
Let met explain who I am tho
Real one shot call a hundred [?]
n***a wanna play call him banjo
And leave the body in a box like a bando
[?]
Queen sh** I been flexin' in that bathrobe
[?]
I'm rollin' with the Bow boys but [?]
Every n***a 'round me his a cut throat
Cut your b**h off and keep a blunt roll
When it come to money I'm about mine
Feelin' like Diddy really I did it without shine
So what you sayin'
That Plug Biz I'm on it and I don't talk much
Cause everybody got recorders
I'm pluged up in the game and I don't watch them lames
Get the [?], get it right don't come discording
I got everything you know the..
[Hook] x2
[Verse 2 : B Mac]
Look
Let me explain why I go hard
From LA to IE reppin' both yards
I just get excited pull a [?] cars
Fly as f** think I [?] dope charge
Ex's say they miss me send out post cards
I be acting like I don't who them hoes are
Like a blow around my city like a street light
And they love me, I know what the streets like
Motivated strictly by the cash flow
I might hear a Hit-Boy at the [?]
And I don't think they heard us from the last blow
We the Plug ! We the Plug ! Call me [?]
So what you sayin' ? This is confidential talkin'
I ain't talkin' back if it ain't 'bout the dollar Imma walk
I chip the deuce to my troops [?]
I you know none about it keep your mouth closed
It's ..
[Hook] x2
[Verse 3 : Price]
First off
Look me in the eyes when you talk to me
And don't talk to me if you're talkin' free
Stupid ! Cause me no understand
Every beat get [?] I'm gettin' in no on the jam
Heashot bouyaka !
Ain't no enough enemies in the world that can move the squad
Who the Plug ? f** that I'm finna start screamin' Who the Mob
Hit-Boy send 'em hitmans, ain't no questions
Who gon' do the job? A lot of n***as
Make it tres, (make it tres, make it tres)
And stop yapping, b**h !
Come do it, I gettin' check (get it, get it)
Hit the set, dices game a n***a come through it
Finna drop my own cologne and imma call it Stank Smoke
Got a lot of homies breaking laws but they ain't broke
Light skin girl takin' all like she can't [?]
Shoebox money why I need to hit the bank for
Plug Bidness !