Xzibit - Handle Your Business Lyrics
[xzibit]Yeah, uh, what, worldwideYeah, Im forever, ever lastin, spread the wealthProcrastination like masturbation, your *****in yourselfSo we gonna move on em quickly (what)No chance to think about coming backChain smoke em, turn they lungs blackSee I was raised to love black, but sometimesBlack folks wanna sweat you harder than the one-timeNever participate in dumb, def and blind shitPlus I got my little man, so daily Im remindedThe ride only gets rougher (right)But Ill be damned if me and my niggas sufferSmuggle this motherucker with the raw shit, Im blessed witLookin at the world, burned for the young and the desperateShowed heart, but got cardiac arrestedMore than a nigga with an image and a press kitThe wreck hits, creates desert land, desolateThe whole intent to rock the shit, keep the herb litChorus: xzibit (defari)Handle your business before your business handles youMister x to the z (and defari herut), one two(remain true, regardless what we go through)Yeah, handle your business so you can stand on your on two*repeat*[defari herut]Everyday I puts in down in la, hustle in thisAssassin lyricist, serious, muscle in thisI call the bets, I know we got coordinates on more games to wreckWe blaze shows, never no half stepTactics, b-boys, no games no anticsNo false images, no bullshit semanticsWe planned this, for hundred of thousandsReignin/rainin on they brains with lyrics, from the mountainsDont contemplate what you cant even demostrateDefari lottery draftpick, never the second rateNigga who wanna hate but front like its all greatI gots no time for these emotional niggas, I gots to motivateMoves to make, best rhyme straightThats for the old school, this heres our year, its time to elevateHandle this, dont hesitate got money to makePush maximum levels from the golden stateChorus[defari herut]This combinations high calibreHatians stay amazed and confused like this was algebraIm scoutin the, best land for propertyNever sloppily, picture someone stoppin me>from gettin mine, line after lineAnd you wonder why I call these fake niggas millerThey think they genuine; Im startin to shine, imported italianWith a custom made herut charm as my medallion[xzibit]Seem like, I recite the same prayer every nightWatch my folks, make sure my dogs stay tightAnd fully prepared to gunfight in broad daylightTill then, lick it to the chin, let it beginWe could break bread or break skin; and watch me send itTry not to break the law, sometimes I gotta bend itAnd my directions, suggest for your own protectionYou mother*****ers keep it movin like an intersectionChorusSerious business *scratched in background****** you, like that mr. x to the z, defari herut. yeah, yeah right? *3x*What, keep it movin like this yall
