Lets Get Down 2 Bizness

(Chorus: Buckshot)
Lets get down to business (say what?)
I think Im gonna have to pay a visit
Beat to the ones that said I wouldnt get back
When I get back -- get back
Lets get down to business (say what?)
I think Im gonna have to pay a visit
Beat to all yall, this is for all yall
Handle your biz, fall in, you fall off
(Steele)
Ive been kicked, cut, jumped, stuffed
By record company execs, schemin on my bucks
These streets is rough, Timbs on my feet get scuffed
I hate to see my peeps get cuffed
As ****** gets puffed, MCs get bluffed
A&Rs get pressed, djs get they *******t bust
Bucktown, Duck Down Enterprise Record
Without distribution, dog, we still push records
(Buckshot)
I step to my business, man, strongarm my own crew
Rock with a group and a long tool
Peep the fore path, I been said the *******t in the past
Lets go back in time, flip the hourglass
In 1998, I couldnt wait, to get all my *** ****z
And do shows, from state to state
Even in 2000, two triple oh
I used to be the man, until my band got old
But I cannot fold, nor my paper thin
Get all my paper in, or Imm lace ya chin
(Chorus)
(Sean Price)
Know this B.I. thing, I be about it
The prophet is only logic
Im like assassins from Elijah Muhammed
Get ya hands out my pocket, stop it
You cant have it, in Long Street
It cant happen on beat, let another label
Try to play me for cheap, Im takin this cheap
Trynna chase down paper, til the white display the heat
The devil may cry, thats for Cuba, Im playin for keeps
How my ends not gon meet, at the end of the week
Imma be the streets for ya, I can get the streets on ya
Give me the things, I can bang, plus Im trained to get lower
Thats the last time I seen a CEO and his lawyer
See my *******t tight, and I dont stack 5 feet taller
(Starang Wondah)
Yo, *******z gossip quick to pop ****** *t
Actin like they pop *******t, really not *******t, yo
Mutha*******s try to say I changed, man
Imma trynna change from Lex to Range
Dont look strange, trynna say that I aint the same
Yall *******z know about Starang, the same *******
From the white building up the block
Who used to be the hype man, for Ruck and Rock
Who knew the number to them ******* that can suck some *******
Got in the beef, had thugs thatll bust them shots
My vocals make me more than bi-coastal
You local, I get this dough like Im suppose to
Make riches thats far from social
Hear these words, when we approach you
(Top Dog)
You keep our business alone
You keep our business, in mind, your own
*******z * ***** with the feds, they got me fed up
******* keepin it real, just keep ya head up
Damn if I smoke the ****** to keep me dead up
*******z ****** with lens, thatll get them set up
Bucktown is the *******t, so ******* shut up
******* parkin the whip, just keep it reved up
*******z needin the fifth, to keep a leg up
*******z bustin they *******t to big they set up
(Chorus)
(Sean Price)
Aiyo, lets get down to business
Lets get pound with this *******t, get that dough
Slap a *******, dude be like, yo why you do that for?
Same reason I slap the other two, tic-tac-toe
******* around, and jump out the ride with the big black foe
Pop you in the face, and leave you with a big black hole
Every time I ****** rhyme, you always get that flow
*** **** you, Im past that, ditch that flow
Heard you performin at what, *******z, skip that show
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(Hook 2X: Buckshot)
Who we be, we be Boot Camp Clik
Click, click, in the night
(Chorus)