Jay-O-Felony - Big Business lyrics

{Xzibit} Mi casa es su casa Mi raza es su raza Yeah Yeah Yeah Kid Frost This is big business, understand me? Yeah, you can't take no for a answer Welcome to the world of big business, lives get broken and made You're walkin barefoot in a room full of razorblades We're playin catch with a hand grenade Cause what you f*ggot n***as caught Spread you all over the asphalt Walk the walk, talk to nobody Spark the chrome shotie Whenever they run up on your home, Gotti Gangsta, gangsta, read all about it Xzibit get your whole sh** crowded And packed to capacity You actually had the audacity To want some problems with the X Man Lift you off your feet with the back of my left hand Learn one of life's hard lessons You can't negotiate with a weapon When it's fully loaded and co*ked Hollow points shot Next to the firing pin, with the hammer ready to drop I took you off, so accept the loss Crack open some Olde English that's covered with frost And it's like that [ Chorus ] Can you feel it, nothing can save ya For this is the season for stackin the papers Chasin my chips till my last days Hit a million dollar lick and split it three ways {Frost} I'm in pursuit of them hundred dollar big faces Wrapped in rubber bands in em bulletproof briefcases Please understand automatically One squeeze of the trigger cause tragedy Casually f**ed around and got your whole family mad at me My strategy: subtract enemies mathematically Frost will kick your head off slow, you ain't as bad as me 50/50 - half gangster, half hustler One side's about my business, and the other side's a muthaf**a So when I creep, I crawl, I'm like Swiss-made f** are you, b**h-made, I slice you with my switchblade Razor, got the H-K with the laser Slid the Enterpriser, rent a 99 black Blazer I shot straight at Merino Thousand dollar suite, layin low at the Peppermint Casino I been a player before I had riches And now I'm eatin steak and crab and f**in bad b**hes [ Chorus ] {Jayo Felony} I don't give a f** about not one of y'all Disrespect this here, n***a, it's real clear I'm gunnin y'all When night falls, nah f**, night flies a kite I take flight like Delta, n***a, helter skelter Who the f** could you call to help ya n***a, good health couldn't help ya Put the 's' in spit, bust your tightest sh**, never felt ya Could you picture yourself in the same room when I let these off Two rivals, suicidal, take the strap and squeeze off But before you do it, I take the heater and shoot both your knees off Let him suffer, can't get enough of, I'm rougher Go get my ammunitions and paper, n***a, cause it's a habit Let off on ya in a 600, or let's call em rabbit Is it tragic how the automatic made you breathe like a asthmatic Static, what's that? That sh** that get up in my fabric I'm into b**hes and beamers and my chips And I'm keepin four eyes on em schemers when I dip, b**h [ Chorus ]