Handle Ur Bizness Dj Premier Remix Lyrics - Mop

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Chorus:
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah
Billy danze: handle your business
Can't get your grip
M.o.p: can i get a witness?!
Lil' fame: ghetto people your dreams have now been fulfilled
Grip your steel
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah
Billy danze: handle your business
Can't get your grip
M.o.p: can i get a witness?!
Lil' fame: ghetto people your dreams have now been fulfilled
Back out your steel

Rah*echoes*

Verse one: lil' fame

What the rawdog feelin?
An author like terry mcmillan
The cat that maniac
My fam dark as death in less than a minute
(the world stop spinnin)
The rapid firing squad
Keep on mix fire and (hard to kill)
Loud wires and bombs firing arms
Look we all for it
Its the dutch burning herbalice
Gallon drinkin alcoholics
Walk through your toughest pack of goons with my chain out
Kept it real ever since the first jam came out
First family turned this whole rap game out
Sheisty individuals tryin to wipe my name out
But they don't xxxx around cause they know i back that thing out
And try to mark em off when the gun shots ring out
And in the myst of black kid i'ma try to wipe they name out
And keep on dubbin till i break a xxxxxxx spring out

Chorus

Verse two: billy danze

You motherfuckas better raise up (they already did)
Who that? the '87 stick up kids (we're back!)
I'm hopin that your focused on the side
Cause frontin on me and my mad niggaz die
Is this hiphop? hell no this is war
I've been trying to tell you that since ? rocked some hardcore
You don't listen. see gee
I'm on a mission. look be
They gonna find your xxx missing
Ever since me and fame came we maintained
A strange but a strong game
(that can't change!)
The real ghetto bad xxxx for blastin subtractin
Those that ain't matchin my fashion i'm mashin
(retality's real) fatality's ill
When your stash in my path then your stash is a raw deal
(clap clap) get your gat
(buckabuckabubububububububuckabucka) blow blow get the xxxx back

Chorus

Verse three:

Lil' fame: face mine cause i'm here
Dog its' all clear
Rap jewels put it on my baseline from a snare
Then the wanna doubt the kid
Who analyze this whole xxxxxxx shit?
Trying to make somethin out of it
Explode quicker than landmines
M.o.p. tapes make earthquakes and cause landslides
Bump this in your lex coupe
Or your lex hoop
Danze finish em twenty-one gun salute
(the crew)

Billy danze: how many niggas runnin with me? *pause* (this few)
A hundred niggaz gunnin with me *pause* (to shoot)
Firing squad draw blood on the enemy
At point-blank range deliverin the penalty
Ain't nothing but the thugs
Slangin out hollow slugs
(nigga) anti-love keepin it real (thug let em slide today)
I'm known best for leavin em stretchin like doc holliday
Salute! *main beat stops baseline continues*
*beat comes back in*

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