Featuring: Young Droop

[Intro: Bizzy]

Bizzy Bone, we 'bout to do this
Family members from all around (we are true!)
Gather around (get the troopers)

And they say this %#@! here is underground
but I know that we are over ground
(We gon' get this money, $#&@ that %#@!!)

Yeah, holla at your boy (one time boyyyy)
Eat honey and locus locus (locus)
I gotta stay focused focused (I gotta stay focused)

ain't down for the hocus pocus, hocus pocus
Hocus pocus (stay focused and sharpen on this)
Eat honey and locus lucus

(I don't give a $#&@ what you got on me, you know I got nuts)
I gotta stay focused focused (c'mon ^!$$%)
You know I stay focused focused, Bizzy

Bone (you better get yo' money)
One time for they mind (honor ^!$$%, honor ^!$$%!) Holla at me boy


[Chorus: Bizzy Bone]
With a 20 dollar bill, bill bill
We gon' flip this (*##$ and get some mo'

dough (we gon' flip this (*##$!)
And won't you tell 'em what we do with the
pape's (won't you tell 'em?)

We stack that bread yeah, yeahhhh
And we don't $#&@ around with haters or no hoes no more
($#&@ around... whassup Abraham?) Get up out that do'

With a 20 dollar bill, bill bill (c'mon boy, buck buck!)
We gon' flip this (*##$ and get some mo' dough (flip this (*##$!)
And won't you tell 'em what we do with the pape's

We stack that bread yeah, yeahhhh
And we don't $#&@ around with haters or no hoes no more
(Don't $#&@ around boy, with no haters up in here no mo')


[Bizzy Bone]
Homies, enemies wanna be, never they gonna

be, anything comin to Bizzy
Get rid of me now, not even payin attention I
mention we stuck in the kizzy

City to city, we keepin it movin and
doin it, smokin embalming fluid
Sherm I'm high, oh so high, riddle me

now and show them how we do it
Get to it, ruin this the way it should be done
then we jet 'em and we bet 'em a grand

Now give me the boot, the fam, Philomina my gran
and Macedonia feelin me man
Runnin with that hour, that glass, that sand that shifted

that gifted, that lifted and we're never alone
Call up the Bone as if I've run out of money
(I need some money in this (*##$)

and yes it's funny and this gold they come and welcome me home
Right through that mystical, critical thinkin and critical drinkin
The blink of an eye, better be careful when wakin my mind

Tell 'em the truth I don't need to lie
Feelin embarrassed and baby I was
straight up walkin in truthfulness

And never again do I have to worry about Ruthless
ROO! Give me that paper paper paper paper
We got to escape that, never get caught up by that raper, raper

See that's that caper caper - Superman!
Doin it better and better and the wetter
the rhythm, we givin 'em a 100%

Stuck with the skrilla with Baby and Wayne again
Bizzy, you know my name, my name
Number with the game, survival of a rival

Never compete with the stoppin me baby
I'm audi, I only am me and I see what I see, nobody copy me baby
Drop dead on your side baby - now give me that rhythm

I just wanna hit 'em in the face (ha ha ha)
Tell these haters quit copyin me
I got that speed and harmony, what the $#&@?

Right there, what you say? (what did he say?)
Hey, you know what it is (you heard, you heard, you heard)
This is the way we play-ay, this is the way we play

[Chorus]


[Young Droop]
Yeah let's get this money ^!$$%!

Critical thinkin, that's what a ^!$$% be speakin

I got 'em leakin, got a conversation for the whole nation
I give an apology for the people that been waitin
Bein hella patient, waitin on the gangsta
Now that I'm back with a lyrical attack
it's a fact that I bust like a mac

When a ^!$$% be rappin it's like a ^!$$% be clappin
they recognize on a ^!$$% that put the Valley on the map
I'm thugged the $#&@ out, everybody and they momma know
a little bit about the critical thinkin ^!$$%
That got the lust to pull the trigger

Get mad at when my (*##$es call at yo' mommas house
And don't make me call up my squad
Killers that shoot and that shank and that squab
Sick to my gut when it comes to the law
We bangin on police, ^!$$% this the mob
I'm one of the ^!$$%z that hold it down for the West

Rollin with the fo'-pound, nine with the vest
^!$$%z'll never know it, I never show it
but I'll put a bullet through yo' chest
For people that's talkin my name
All the undercover ^!$$%z is lame
People talk about me without the fame
but that's okay homie, I'll put you to shame

I'm one of a kind, you better follow my rhyme
because I follow my mind but I'm ahead of my time
Everybody better buckle up and get ready
your ^!$$% 'bout to bust like a nine
^!$$% we can do whatever but never say never
you'll never know what'll happen when we get to cappin
Fully automatic is what I be packin

now look at yo' reaction ^!$$% - give me that bill

[Chorus]