Big Business lyrics

[Hook: Lord Infamous & DJ Paul]
You got the thugs on ya spot, fresh out the box
The crowd so live, they comin' in flocks
Cuz, it's big business, it big business b*tch
It's big business, it big business b*tch
Because the thugs on ya spot, fresh out the box
The crowd so live, they comin' in flocks
Cuz, it's big business, it big business b*tch
It's big business, it big business b*tch

[Verse 1: Lord Infamous]
As I cut, guts pour, blood washes from the shore
To the sand, as a thousand veins slither through my hand
Could not withstand a man from the underland of pain
As his brains hit the grains and I bury the remains, with my fangs
Piercing through a b*tches jugular
Infamous bangin' with psychotic serial killers
The Triple Six murderers
Not leaving enough to put in a tea cup
When I'm ready to cook, and I rip up the hook
Cause these n*ggas get took by the Infamous crook
And the Mafia villain will f*ck up a rookie
Drop him to his knees with the N-I-N-E
Slug gets dug and bloody up your mug
Because me really love to make a stang
Mr. high capper don't make me touch ya mane
I got the scope, but not the kind that kills bad breath
I got the kind that likes to f*ck up ya good health
Everybody in this b*tch let's rip some sh*t up
Tear da club up thugs on ya spot, put 'em up!
[Hook: Lord Infamous & DJ Paul]
You got the thugs on ya spot, fresh out the box
The crowd so live, they comin' in flocks
Cuz, it's big business, it big business b*tch
It's big business, it big business b*tch
Because the thugs on ya spot, fresh out the box
The crowd so live, they comin' in flocks
Cuz, it's big business, it big business b*tch
It's big business, it big business b*tch

[Verse 2: DJ Paul]
I kill, kill, kill, I murder, murder, murder
Hater's in my face, watch a n*gga hurt-ah
Fourty, fourty cal I pull out my back pocket
I grab you by your neck, I pull it outta socket
Range, Range, Range, Rover, Rover, Rover
Bogus-f*ckin'-tags, police pull me over
But I blast on these hoes cause I'm too f*ckin' dangerous
Prophet the Posse, I doubt you hoes could hang wit us
Killin' off you b*tches, that's an easy task
You fools that last, a bullet proof and mask on dat ass, I dash
To yo muthaf*ckin crib soon as I find out where you live
Flashlights in yo face - robbery or a murder case
Roamin' through the motherf*ckin' Black Haven area
Prophet is my Posse, I doubt you've seen some scarier
Plenty talk sh*t, but they ain't nothing but characters
100,000 dollar cars, now how you gon' laugh at us?
[Hook: Lord Infamous & DJ Paul]
You got the thugs on ya spot, fresh out the box
The crowd so live, they comin' in flocks
Cuz, it's big business, it big business b*tch
It's big business, it big business b*tch
Because the thugs on ya spot, fresh out the box
The crowd so live, they comin' in flocks
Cuz, it's big business, it big business b*tch
It's big business, it big business b*tch

[Verse 2: Juicy J]
First I wanna grab a n*gga by his neck, drag him to my f*ckin' set
Take a n*gga blow, and his cheese, and them cigarettes
Put the gun up to his nose, tie him up from head to toe
Strap his body in a bag, throw him in a bayou
Call my n*ggas Dee and Blue
Project Pat, ya'll know what to do
Creep through them streets wit them thangs, blast on any fool!
Tear Da Club Up Thugs in this motherf*cker, runnin' sh*t
If you want to playa hate the click then your done with
Knowin' we ain't going b*tch, makin' fakers dig they ditch
Scarin' families in the night, makin' 'em pull the panic switch
Comin' like Titanic trick, holocaust wit a grip
Crazyndalazdaz - I'm 'bout to have a f*ckin' fit
Hold me back, don't let me go, I'm high as hell and on the road
n*gga I break off in ya house and boot yo baby wit a pole
Lunatic and superstitious, on the corner like I'm pimpin
If I see ya on the block I'm buckin', buckin' wit the quickness
[Outro: Lord Infamous]
You got the thugs on ya spot