Let’s Get Down 2 Bizness Lyrics

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Selected song name: Let’s Get Down 2 Bizness
Singer Name: Boot Camp Clik
Lyrics written by: Boot Camp Clik

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Let's get down to business
I think I'm gonna have to pay a visit
Beat to the ones that said I wouldn't get back
When I get back, get back
Let's get down to business
I think I'm gonna have to pay a visit
Beat to all y'all, this is for all y'all
Handle your biz, fall in, you fall off


I've been kicked, cut, jumped, stuffed
By record company exec's, schemin' on my bucks
These streets is rough, Timb's on my feet get scuffed
I hate to see my peeps get cuffed
As weed gets puffed, MC's get bluffed
A&R's get pressed, dj's get they sh*t bust
Bucktown, Duck Down Enterprise Record
Without distribution, dog, we still push records


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 sh*t in the past
Let's go back in time, flip the hourgla**
In 1998, I couldn't wait, to get all my n***as
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 I'mm lace ya chin



Know this B.I. thing, I be about it
The prophet is only logic
I'm like a**a**ins from Elijah Muhammed
Get ya hands out my pocket, stop it
You can't have it, in Long Street
It can't happen on beat, let another label
Try to play me for cheap, I'm takin' this cheap
Trynna chase down paper, til the white display the heat
The devil may cry, that's for Cuba, I'm playin' for keeps
How my ends not gon' meet, at the end of the week
I'mma be the streets for ya, I can get the streets on ya
Give me the things, I can bang, plus I'm trained to get lower
That's the last time I seen a CEO and his lawyer
See my sh*t tight, and I don't stack 5 feet taller


Yo, n***as gossip quick to pop sh*t
Actin' like they pop sh*t, really not sh*t, yo
Muthaf**kers try to say I changed, man
I'mma trynna change from Lex to Range
Don't look strange, trynna say that I ain't the same
Y'all n***as know about Starang, the same n***a
From the white building up the block
Who used to be the hype man, for Ruck and Rock
Who knew the number to them b*t*hes that can suck some c*ck
Got in the beef, had thugs that'll bust them shots
My vocals make me more than bi-coastal
You local, I get this dough like I'm suppose to
Make riches that's far from social
Hear these words, when we approach you

You keep our business alone
You keep our business and mind your own
You keep our business alone
You keep our business and mind your own


N***as f**kin' with the feds, they got me fed up
F**k keepin' it real, just keep ya head up
Damn if I smoke the weed to keep me dead up
N***as f**kin' with lens, that'll get them set up
Bucktown is the sh*t, so n***a shut up
F**k parkin' the whip, just keep it reved up
N***as needin' the fifth, to keep a leg up
N***as bustin' they sh*t to big they set up


Ayo, let's get down to business
Let's get pound with this sh*t, get that dough
Slap a n***a, dude be like, yo why you do that for?
Same reason I slap the other two, tic-tac-toe
F**k 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 f**kin' rhyme, you always get that flow
F**k you, I'm past that, ditch that flow
Heard you performin' at what, n***as, skip that show
N***a ---

Who we be, we be Boot Camp Clik
Click, click, in the night
Who we be, we be Boot Camp Clik
Click, click, in the night


Let's get down to business
To the ones that said I wouldn't get back
When I get back
Let's get down to business
To all y'all, this is for all y'all
Handle your biz, fall in or fall off