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[Chorus: Fredo Santana] I'm a business man so all my business straight Gotta stop trapping, need to switch lanes Or I'ma end up on a fuckin' bigger case Feds on my trail, you know I switch plates I ain't just in Chiraq, I had to switch states I sell whole pounds, I don't sell eighths I sell whole pounds, I don't sell eighths I'm a business man so all my business straight [Verse 1: Fredo Santana] If a nigga play with me, then it's DOA I got real shooters, shoot you in the face Want a whole thing, I whip it in your face And when I meet my plug a pistol on my waist Couple shots gettin' fired if you in my way Shots get to beatin' like some 808s I got niggas catchin' bodies every day A nigga can die from what he gotta say Should've kept his mouth closed anyway Them fuckin' choppers come out any day Kill a nigga on his fuckin' birthday Then turn it to his motherfuckin' worst day I'm a savage so you know Chiraq be my birthplace Kidnap a nigga, find out where that work stay I sip red but I love how that purp taste [Chorus: Fredo Santana] I'm a business man so all my business straight Gotta stop trapping, need to switch lanes Or I'ma end up on a fuckin' bigger case Feds on my trail, you know I switch plates I ain't just in Chiraq, I had to switch states I sell whole pounds, I don't sell eighths I sell whole pounds, I don't sell eighths I'm a business man so all my business straight [Verse 2: Lil Duke] We smoke out the pound, we don't smoke eighths Its like every day we on the jet in different states I don't want no ramen noodles, all I want is steak If a pussy try me he gonna die today Young nigga get it, you know how we play Three bitches with me, they callin' me bae Pullin' out, bustin' it right on they face Then pull up my pants, get the fuck 'bout my day Free my lil homie, just caught him a case Pull up and hop out and let that bitch spray Run and get hit in the back with a K Dick in her mouth, give a fuck what she say Knock a nigga off and lay low If his ass sweet I'ma hit him with K-roll YSL Glo Gang, and bitch I'm with Fredo Aim at his head and now you got a halo Run through the dogs, run through the dogs Get you knocked off and I just make a call Jumped off the porch and I went straight to ballin' Lot of these niggas be faking and 'flauging I'm in LA like a Dodger Took off on the plug, the nigga still calling Balling like I hit the lotto Went to the dealership, copped me an auto Fire your ass up and hide out in Chicago Feds they runnin' through the hood in a Tahoe They gon' dig me like a pothole I put a suit and a tie on [Chorus: Fredo Santana] I'm a business man so all my business straight Gotta stop trapping, need to switch lanes Or I'ma end up on a fuckin' bigger case Feds on my trail, you know I switch plates I ain't just in Chiraq, I had to switch states I sell whole pounds, I don't sell eighths I sell whole pounds, I don't sell eighths I'm a business man so all my business straight
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