Bout My Business Feat Caddillac Tah Black Child And Young Merc Lyrics - Ja Rule

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(feat. black child caddillac tah young merc)

[caddillac tah]
Yeah..
Yeah yeah yo
I got a knack for pushin crack and cookin raw coke
Fresh off the boat no vest but i tote and wear it like a coat
I'm starin through the scope with one eye open and one shut
Zero in on the target spark him and watch his head bust
Ain't xxxx to discuss unless it's moneybags
Or the sk-8 drop jag with funny tags
Homey laugh now but die later when the lead dump
And double barrel slugs like elmer fudd i'm handsome

[black child]
Some of your favorite rappers is flamin i'm bangin things at them
They claim they gangster lettin mens give brains to them
I aim the stainless let the games begin
Bang bang dangerous my gun gang famous
My hoes don't speak english catch 'em at the foreign money exchange
New armani leather in the range
When you see my gang tuck in your chain
We stuck in the game we xxxxxx the same bang!

[chorus: inc]
[merc] i'm bout my money and bout my business (bang!)
[b.c.] shout out my niggaz en route to riches (bang!)
[b.c.] i doubt we different hustlers pitchin (bang!)
[b.c.] and we all gon' get away all my niggaz say
[merc] i'm bout my money and bout my business (yeah!)
[b.c.] whatta bout my xxxxxxx who mouth is ridiculous (yeah!)
[b.c.] gettin money and nigga it's insignificant (yeah! what?)
[b.c.] always get your pay i love it when i hear 'em say

[black child]
It's back to business stackin riches
If you act suspicious it's a wrap like reynolds
Black continental mac outta the window
Black's out of his mental i black out with pistols
It ain't confidential all the xxxx i been through
Now i'm gettin money and a mill' is essential
Bang bang nigga 'til the day we die
A tooth for a tooth and a eye for a eye

[caddillac tah]
Nigga you know it's business befo' pleasure money over chicks
Dummies in the clip nickel on my hip patrollin through the strip
Bet a stack head crack no rollin to the six
Scoop up my chips then i split with my beautiful bitch
Like jada pinkett smith for that paper i leave stinkin and stiff
Your pinky and wrist and your necklace
Get removed nigga my wolves is playin hardball
Leavin him bloody like a pelican bay yard brawl

[chorus]

[ja rule]
Who wanna know why i got so much beef with so many rappers?
Drama it's the inc redrum spun backwards
Karma is a muh'fucker watch your actions
Cause the clip to the max slips in bananas
I catch fire like matches {*whew*} then blow out
And the flyest crews goin the fastest
Pull up to the hottest club in new york with my hazards on
No tags i just drove it off the showroom floor
Straight cash bout my paper i'm on my gangster
Doin this xxxx for ten years niggaz i'm major
Maybach and all that same behaviour
Money over xxxxxxx xxxxxxx over strangers
Guns befo' bangers but bangers do
For niggaz that had enough and ain't got no clue
That they can get slayed flex and get sprayed
And spin they head like yo' hottest dj's motherfuckers!

[chorus]

[merc] i'm bout my money and bout my business..

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