Game Business Never Personal Lyrics

Business Never Personal Lyrics

Yo, when I'm out in Oakland, catch me in the silver and black Coupe

With two Desert Eagles and an ounce of glue

When I'm out in San Fran, the P.D. real nervous

'Cause they know I'm packin' heat under the Willie Mays jersey



Nigga, it ain't nuttin' for me to empty a clip

Or wave my guns in the air and just enter ya strip

I know about gangs, had shootouts with plenty of Crips

I sold crack and been out of town with plenty of bricks



So ain't nuttin' you can tell me, about the game

Come with beef and leave here without your brains

And I'ma drive upstate and try to bounce this 'caine

In that Shelby the same color as moutanin rain



And you know I got the South clickin'

'Cause ain't nuttin' like niggaz with gold teeth

And them down South chickens

So fuck with my D and get found wit'cha mouth missin'

This ain't about you and me it's about business nigga



It's business never personal, real live on blocks

If we ain't movin' the rocks, then we movin' the stocks

Cross a hustler motherfucker you'll arrive in a box

It's the true to life struggle 'til we arrive on top



It's business never personal, real live on blocks

If we ain't movin' the rocks, then we movin' the stocks

Cross a hustler motherfucker you'll arrive in a box

It's the true to life struggle 'til we arrive on top



They don't understand me, like the Birdman I got candy

Put the herb in, I got family

I'm doin' 85, in the 50 mile an hour lane

Tryin' to handle my business, the Figaro stack change



Independent tycoons, tycoons, yeah

My niggaz puff trees, snort coke and chew shrooms

Bad to the bone, to the bone

And can't trust a nigga for shit 'cause Fed's on the phone



My whole crew dirty, fuckin' with amphetamines

Catch you slippin' blow your whole crew to smitharines

Now the streets knowin', knowin'

And I'ma run this shit back with my foot broke like Terrell Owens



Still blowin'

Like Mike Jones of the Swishahouse, gold knock them bitches outs

We take trips out to Houston and D.C.

For the West coast, nigga can you feel me?



It's business never personal, real live on blocks

If we ain't movin' the rocks, then we movin' the stocks

Cross a hustler motherfucker you'll arrive in a box

It's the true to life struggle 'til we arrive on top



It's business never personal, real live on blocks

If we ain't movin' the rocks, then we movin' the stocks

Cross a hustler motherfucker you'll arrive in a box

It's the true to life struggle 'til we arrive on top