Take Care of Yo Bizness lyrics

by

DJ Paul & Lord Infamous


[Intro: DJ Paul]
Yeah, these b*tches got some mothaf*ckin' problems
All on our mothaf*ckin' di*k
You know I'm sayin'? You got some mothaf*ckin' problems
You need to come in our face with the sh*t
And take care of yo mothaf*ckin' business, b*tch!

[Hook: DJ Paul]
Take care of yo business, b*tch
Take care of yo business, b*tch
Always talkin' that hard sh*t, take care of yo business, b*tch
Take care of yo business, b*tch
Take care of yo business, b*tch
Always talkin' your ass off, take care of yo business, b*tch
Take care of yo business, b*tch
Take care of yo business, b*tch
Always talkin' that hard sh*t, take care of yo business, b*tch
Take care of yo business, b*tch
Take care of yo business, b*tch
The Triple 6 Mafia ain't barin' none of you tricks

[Verse 1: DJ Paul]
Sittin' back, gettin' my di*k sucked by the neighborhood ho
Ch'izz'illin' 'izz'in m'izz'y r'izz'oom with the lights out
And smokin' dope
Funky drunk from sturdy drinkin' on that Gin & J
But then I had to go and mix it up with the Courvoisier
And then I had to top it off by smokin' on that Chocolate Thai (*coughs*)
Also puttin' the street to a long night sleep, it's passin' on my mind (I'll kill you, b*tch)
Sturdy hearin' rumors in the streets about my Triple 6
Plan and why all these bustas on the di*k of the Killa Man (Talkin' all of that mothaf*ckin' sh*t)
And if you think we talk about hoes too much, trick
You need to take care of yo business, you weak b*tch
(What's so pretty, n*gga? What's up with it?)
I'm tired of hearin' sh*t that's being said by another n*gga
Mothaf*ckas thinkin' they hard
Just because they're a little bigger
I got a little-bitty trigger that'll break a law
(Yeah, .45 Glock, n*gga, Tec-9, ho)
Especially for them n*ggas that's talkin they monkey ass off
And I shoot to kill, I shoot to kill me a trick
Runnin' yo funky mouth? Take care of your business, b*tch!
[Hook: DJ Paul]
Take care of yo business, b*tch
Take care of yo business, b*tch
Always talkin' that hard sh*t, take care of yo business, b*tch
Take care of yo business, b*tch
Take care of yo business, b*tch
Always talkin' yo ass off, take care of yo business, b*tch
Take care of yo business, b*tch
Take care of yo business, b*tch
Always talkin' that hard sh*t, take care of yo business, b*tch
Take care of yo business, b*tch
Take care of yo business, b*tch
The Triple 6 Mafia ain't barin' none of you tricks

[Verse 2: Lord Infamous, DJ Paul]
My name is the Scarecrow, fresh out the crazy house
Black Glock, black Khaki's, loced out, lights out
n*gga, it's the cell block makin' me keep the nina c*cked
Why do I keep the assassin mentality
Havin' me make all these bodies drop?
From f*ckin' the sh*t up all over again
Better come fill my prescription
The murderous sh*t I be doin'
It's just an effect when I'm takin' my medicine
Oh, my mind is out there, mane, it's like distant
I pick up a pack of the ammo, real stout
Killa Man is my assistance (Yeah)
Mystic Stylez of the ancient mutilations
Torture chambers filled with corpses in my basement
When you decide to f*ck up, n*gga, you better learn this
I'm crematin' mothaf*ckas down in my furnace
Triple 6 Mafia, that's the click I'm down for (Mafia, got ya fools dead)
Boomin' these hard gangsta tapes in the M-Town, ho
Barin', ballin' mothaf*ckas, so when you hear the sound click
Better duck down, trick
Take care yo business
[Hook: DJ Paul]
Take care of yo business, b*tch
Take care of yo business, b*tch
Always talkin' that hard sh*t, take care of yo business, b*tch
Take care of yo business, b*tch
Take care of yo business, b*tch
Always talkin' yo ass off, take care of yo business, b*tch
Take care of yo business, b*tch
Take care of yo business, b*tch
Always talkin' that hard sh*t, take care of yo business, b*tch
Take care of yo business, b*tch
Take care of yo business, b*tch
The Triple 6 Mafia ain't barin' none of you tricks

[Outro: KRS One]
When some clown jumps up to get - beat down
When some clown jumps up to get - beat down
When some clown jumps up to get - beat, beat down
When some clown jumps up to get beat
Beat, beat, beat, beat, beat, beat, beat, beat down
And you can tell by the bodies that are left around
I'll-I'll play the nine and you play the target
And you can tell by the bodies that are left around
I'll play the nine and you play the target
And you can tell by the bodies that are left around
I'll play the nine and you play the tar-target
And you can tell by the bodies that are left around
I'll play the nine and you play the target
And you can tell by the bodies that are left around
I'll play the nine and you play the target
And you can tell by the bodies that are left around
I'll play the nine and you play the target
And you can tell by the bodies that are left
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