You Know The Biz Lyrics

You Know The Biz lyrics

Project Pat talks

Chorus(2x)-Project Pat
Mane you know the
business
Mane you know the business
Playa gon' shine trick
You ain't
on my level trick
Mane you know the business
Mane you know the
business
Catch up wit' cha kind mane
I don't deal wit'
fakeness

Project Pat-1st verse
Still a mack
Still a thug
Still
a mane showing love
To my dawgs,to my folks
Violators be slugs in ya
back
Ratta-tat
It's your dawg Project Pat
In da hood having
fun
Sippin' on Parmason
Give me some,show me love
Like the man up
above
Spread my wings like a dove
Mean mug niggas looking
And a henn
from a smile
Bucket side blood cooking
Got a problem wit' my
style
Wit' the click,,wit' the clan
Lanes I don't understand
If you
feel that you real
Fuck it's on lightning
On the real hoes but they
mouth
And get pimp smacked
Automatic gat,get yo' motherfuckin' head
crack
Heat tight,trick tight
Killas pullin' pistol plates
When you
pull ya tone
My nig' that's where you gon' lay
I'm a say this to you
haters wit' the problem
Step up to the Patsta
Boy I'm a
solve'em

Chorus-2x

Project Pat-2nd verse
All in my face
And
he knowing he don't like me
Proably wanna shoot me
Maybe even fight
me
Suck me,paid me
Mane that's what yo' bitch do
Loving me the most
cause I let her do the click to
Profit Posse all these hoes never
frontin'
Mane they off that ezay
Gobblin' up somethin'
Dick in ya
mouth
Slow it down wit' that rough stuff
Five vicious catos curling like
a chesse puff
Chesse first cap blast
AC Rolls in the tenet
[Baby
what's been goin' on]
Nothing hoe but the dick
Got me bent out of
shape
To you hoes that are fake
Get the fuck out my face
Before I
shoot you in ya face
Murder rate,shell increase
Mother-fuck the
police
Ridin' up on yo' ass,in ya ass
Be decrease,never peace
Where I
live know for the cross-cut
First haters step
First haters get tossed
out

Chorus-1x

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