Big Bizness - Three 6 Mafia

I’m breaking the law on

This bitch ass, broke ass

Nigga that’s talkin' this bullshit

Run across these hundred shots

Trick, I’mma leave you wet

Thank you for your tapes I sold

Thanks for buying my Ox and Vogues

You’re welcome to this bullet ho

I owe you somethin'?

You smoking that dope

Triple Six don’t love your ass

You’ll never know who was under the mask

From when I blast, point at your back

Once it’s full I spit on yo ass

Buckin' em down, runnin', ya cocksucker, will not save you

Free rappin', money lackin', while I’m stackin' (FUCK YOU)

DJ Paul

Big boy thangs

G.B.

Triple Six

Smoke of a killa to shield the ???

You know it’s down, I show you no love

None forgivin' him, none of the above

Lucifer telling me «tear the club up»

Murderer, servin' a nigga that’s known as ???

I cocked my Glock and said «WHAT?»

You got more miles on your feet than I got on my Chevy

You slippin up, probably beggin' for them paybacks, man, you slow down

It’s big bizness, it’s big bizness, bitch

It’s big bizness, it’s big bizness, bitch

It’s big bizness, it’s big bizness, bitch

It’s big bizness, it’s big bizness, bitch

It’s big bizness, it’s big bizness, bitch

It’s big bizness, it’s big bizness, bitch

It’s big bizness, it’s big bizness, bitch

It’s big bizness, it’s big bizness, bitch

Killa, killa, killa

Murderer, murderer, murderer

Killa, killa, killa

Murderer, murderer, murderer

Killa, killa, killa

Murderer, murderer, murderer

Yeah yeah yeah mane fuck that shit man screw that shit for all my niggas in

Texas mane know what i’m saying

Know what i’m saying we finna get higher than a motherfucker in this bitch mane

Killa, killa, killa

Murderer, murderer, murderer

Killa, killa, killa

Murderer, murderer, murderer

Killa, killa, killa

Murderer, murderer, murderer

Killa, killa, killa

Murderer, murderer, murderer

Killa, killa, killa

Murderer, murderer, murderer

Killa