Lyrics
Pick up to six lines to make a card.
Yo Big!
Aye
Big X the motherfucking Plug, Ya'll
Aye, Aye, Aye
Aye, Aye
Bitch I'm in the city
Posted with 40's and glizzys (Bow!)
Dare you niggas to tempt me
'Cause bitch I get busy
Big nigga cold at the shoulders
That's why these niggas be friendly (On God!)
I stay with the glizzy
Even when I go to church
I'd be damned if a fuck nigga kill me
Cause these niggas envy
Knowing I'm moving that work and they want it so they gone go get it
These lil niggas silly, always be plotting this shit
But they never get chances to kill me (Huh?)
I fly at the feeling, just to meet up with the plug
He said X you a mess I can feel it (Right!)
I'll buy it you rent it, call up poncho with a play
Give him five and I bet he 'gon kill it (on crip!)
Been gone for a minute, if it's by pushing that pack
Then I'm back 'cause the feds tryna get me (Aye!)
You niggas don't get me
Really was moving that shit that made Bobby get married to Whitney
I'm crippin' like Nipsey, but I still hang with some bloods
And they all toting Glocks with extensions
We all about Bentley's, if you ain't talking them racks
Then don't mention my name in a sentence (At all!)
These niggas is bitches, talking that shit on the 'gram
But they see me and shit in they britches (Bitch!)
I come from the trenches
Really cut dope on the play for the fiends at the door
They was itchin'
These niggas is trippin', had to cut out my lil partner
I heard through the vine he was snitchin' (Aye!)
I call it big business all of my niggas some steppers
They just caught a row with a pistol (For real)
We pressing the issue, can't let a bitch nigga slide
Cause that beater man wants come and get ya, bitch! (No!)
Aye
Taliban Shit
Al Qaeda
Big Business, X
Aye
Aye, Aye Aye
Select lines to share them. You can select up to 6 lines. Arrow keys move between lines, Space selects, Shift with the arrow keys selects a range, Escape clears.