The Game - Business Never Personal Lyrics

Lyrics Business Never Personal - Game



Yo, when I'm out in Oakland, catch me in the silver and black Coupe
With two Desert Eagles and an ounce of glue
When I'm out in San Fran, the P.D. real nervous
'Cause they know I'm packin heat under the Willie Mays jersey
It ain't nuttin for me to empty a clip
Or wave my guns in the air and just enter ya strip
I know about gangs, had shootouts with plenty of Crips
I sold - and been out of town with plenty of bricks
So ain't nuttin' you can tell me, about the game
Come with beef and leave here without your brains
And I'ma drive upstate and try to bounce this 'caine
In that Shelby the same color as mountain rain
And you know I got the South clickin'
'Cause ain't nuttin' like - with gold teeth and them down South chickens
So - with my D and get found with ya mouth missin'
This ain't about you and me, it's about business
It's business never personal, real live on blocks
If we ain't movin' the rocks, then we movin' the stocks
Cross a hustler motherf- you'll arrive in a box
It's the true to life struggle 'til we arrive on top
It's business never personal, real live on blocks
If we ain't movin the rocks, then we movin' the stocks
Cross a hustler motherf- you'll arrive in a box
It's the true to life struggle 'til we arrive on top
They don't understand me, like the Birdman I got candy
Put the herb in, I got family
I'm doin' 85, in the 50-mile-an-hour lane
Tryin' to handle my business, the Figgaro stack change
Independent tycoons (tycoons) yeah
My n- puff trees, snort coke and chew shrooms
Bad to the bone (to the bone)
And can't trust a - for - 'cause Feds on the phone
My whole crew dirty, - with amphetamines
Catch you slippin' blow your whole crew to smitharines
Now the streets knowin' (knowin')
And I'ma run this s- back with my foot broke like Terrell Owens
Still blowin'
Like Mike Jones of the Swishahouse, gold knock them b- outs
We take trips out to Houston and D.C.
For the West coast, can you feel me?
It's business never personal, real live on blocks
If we ain't movin' the rocks, then we movin' the stocks
Cross a hustler motherf' you'll arrive in a box
It's the true to life struggle 'til we arrive on top
It's business never personal, real live on blocks
If we ain't movin' the rocks, then we movin' the stocks
Cross a hustler motherf- you'll arrive in a box
It's the true to life struggle 'til we arrive on top
Because I'm a gangsta havin' fun



Writer(s): Taylor Jayceon Terrell, Joseph Marcelle Tom


The Game - Untold Story: Volume II (Chopped and Screwed)
Album Untold Story: Volume II (Chopped and Screwed)
date of release
05-10-2004




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