Artist: Lunasicc f/ Killa Tay Album: A Million Words, A Million Dollars Song: Strictly Business Typed by: whtrumb@aol.com * * send corrections to the typist [Lunasicc] Now who the fuck can hang with this westside crook? Put niggas to sleep, swing with a left counter with a hook Jook niggas like Barry, bodies bloody like Mary Too scary to even look at when that ass gets buried Gettin' carried away put to death by the vet I'm a rider, Sac-town, Southside og timer Gangsta for real, I peel hoes like peelin' oranges A warning Don't run up on these crazy Californians I'm on ya, like leeches out the mud on yo ass Pull out the strap, cock it back, unload on yo ass Dodgin' the cops tryin' to get my props, pop 'em like a pimple Like 3X Krazy, ain't it all so sick, ain't it all so simple Pistola packin' See some marks then I'm jackin' Run up on him then I smack him Put one in his New York jacket Ridin' away peepin' the rear view Lettin' you bleed in the middle of the street motherfucker we don't fear you [Killa Tay] Uhh Nathan soft I breaks 'em off Like Bo and Lurch If you scared to do some dirt, go to church Fuckin' with these cap peelas Niggas that stack scrilla With the mack in the back of the van for the man that run up on the Killa T-A-Y Do or die Twist Dosia to keep me high Sleepy eyes Creepin' up with no disguise No surprise When I draw down, instantly bustin', touchin' brains This, ain't no fuckin game Kill 'em up ain't nothin' changed Murder one is my specialty Death to niggas that step to me I take it to the next degree Take 'em sicker than leprosy Inevitably, I'm steadily dodgin' task Heavily pervin'', servin' corners when I'm mobbin' on the gas Nigga I'm a cap peela You fuckin' with a real nigga Drug dealer with a nine milla puttin' jacks down for the scrilla Fill a, nigga with lead Leavin' him dead So rest in peace Light him up like a torch from the South to the North from the West back to the East We riders Chorus: (all lines simultaneous) X2 [Mississippi] This is for you haters [Luna] Up jumps the boogie We gonna ride tonight Straight gone off doobies Tonight we gonna ride This is for the loochie This is for you bustas Hoes give up the pussy We gonna ride tonight Tonight we gonna ride [Tay] We robbin' and mobbin' with my Tonight we gonna ride AWOLin and ballin' with a This is for you bustas Unlimited game and fame We gonna ride tonight So quickly strictly business Gonna ride tonight [Killa Tay] I stay stuck like Chuck, choppin' it up on the homey's faulty flossy with the flava, major haters trying to solve me cross me In the game you get your life took We be hurtin' Puttin' in work Like a bg can't see me like a right hook To the brain too much game for you to match about my scratch bitch Nigga don't need no practice Show me the loot and I'm at this Gat up under the mattress One up in the chamber Real gang banger Ain't no stranger to this danger For dangler, fade ya like the major Cali chronic Niggas that test the west gonna rest in peace and that's a promise Got 'em hooked like phonics Shakin' 'em up like I'm Mystic Wicked when I'm with this stay in motion like a stick shift I rip this Burn 'em up like syphillis Let 'em know I'm locced, leavin' 'em broke like it was Christmas Stompin' in my steel toes, always down to bo-guard We hoo-ride on tight tracks got sacks like a nose guard That capital I-N-D-O got me faded, affiliated with ballers and thugs Movin drugs to make a profit, pockets swollen rollin' blunts up fatter than your dick Sick approach, puttin' in work with my folks Lunasicc [Lunasicc] I got no time for you bustas I'm born and raised to be a hustla We creep in the night puttin' it down on you suckas Murder motherfuckers And when I come I'm a dump Jump out the back of the van with the mack like man where the funk, punk? I keeps it poppin Non-stoppin droppin' shit like a seagull Blastin', without no mask kill 'em up fast when I mash my Reagle Flashin' quicker than faggots at a disco club They bow down, when I come around 'cause I'm oh so tough Shoelaces tied so ain't no reason for me to trip When provoked I choke a bitch until she gimme that grip Murder I wrote, like movies make the whole crowd scream Runnin' through the back door bustin' like I'm jackin' for cream Nigga duck down I'm 'bout to pound like some cake Psycho, schizo, to the nymphos can my nine get ate? Nutty like the professor Pullin' out weed like dressers Make 'em all fall When it call for laws I change like draws Into a killa Fuck the world I'm out to get my scrilla Don't give a fuck about bitches, don't give a fuck about niggas My trigga pulls like pimps, with they hoes on the strip 'Bout this money, ain't nothin' funny when I'm clockin' that grip Bag 'em like they some groceries You niggas don't know me Tight like blue Nikes, I'm kickin' this funky shit like Shinobi Might go do life for bustin' I'm bringin' ya death Kill at will, bitch, with the steel until there ain't nothin' left Psycho [Chorus 2X]