Lyrics The Bidness - Album Version (Edited) - Snoop Dogg

Hey what's up my nigga
Shit just chillin what's happenin
Shit man what you up to
Shit not too much
Eh you aint seen that nigga snoop?
Man hell no I been callin that nigga since thursday and hutch i aint gonna call that nigga no more
Oh like that
Man for real man I aint buyin the new album either, I'm gonna download that mutherfucker for free, let that nigga know when I see em man
Shit there he go right there
Huh?
I don't say much
I don't say alizee
No i don't say dutch
Keep your hands off until I say ok touch
I never come off tacky, im a boss exactly
Im like the slick suit snooper fly visatchee
Conversation flashy, yall niggas can't match me
I talk to you slow so your game can roll
Take advice from a player don't love her just play her
Boy I never could dare to pay double the fare
Man I swear to God there's going to be some trouble in here
Before I pay that bitch, I'm like a bossy hog
Half dog half gorilla bitch donkey kong
Niggas thirst for holes I got a thirst to full
Tryin to knock a pimps hussle be the first to fall
Fuckin with a 150 whole can of vodka
Mixed with gang bang gotta program like pappa (hey hold up)
Ima do you a favor let this pimpin save ya
Leave that bitch alone the homies call her misbehavior
Boy you move too fast, done too much talkin
Im too much walkin the one who keeps hoes haukin
Dont fuck with snoop too much cause he goes off when
Niggas mouth too much, so please no flossin
I step up quicker, cause the game dont pause
I gotta stay sucker free cause it aint no laws
Dig this ya'll
Thats the bidness man
Step my game up up in this man
Long hours hard minutes man
With this hussle im splendid man
DA perfect attendence man
Cause im a boss
Yea, real bossy like, and sometimes flossy
And if you fuckin with that
I i, i knew, i i i i knew you gonna dig this
I had to tell you the truth homie but you got mad
Yea I hurt your feelings fuck it its too damn bad
Im a major player, i got major game
I might floss a different bitch but the pimpin the same
I aint got time for no haters i lay em flat on their back
Im from the dog pound homie i dont fuckin do cats
I fuck with niggas who be bustin the shots
Im talkin long beach, engelwood, compton watch
Close your chops, i knows your spots, keep talkin nigga ill expose your nots
You aint ready for that boy i do this for fun
Its like you vs. kobe ballin one on one
You aint got no chance, you aint got no faith, i kick the shit out you punk
Look mama no hands
Im not a holy roller but I pray so hard, help me
I'm sendin these bitch niggas straight to God
Shit I'm too damn brode
Conversation is short
While your talk is funnny
Jack i talk with money
Keep the chain on bling, the rock is sunny
For you smart mouth the bitches I aint that dummy (hell no, he be)
Thats the bidness man
Step my game up up in this man
Long hours hard minutes man
With this hussle im splendid man
DA perfect attendence man
Let me tell you some, let me tell you some
Thats the bidness man
Step my game up up in this man
Long hours hard minutes man
With this hussle im splendid man
DA perfect attendence man
Thats the bidness, thats the bidness, thats the bidness, can I get a witness
Thats the bidness, thats the bidness, can I get a witness