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  • Let Me Handle
    My Bizness [x8][Verse 1:]
    I Said Young
    Was Busy Counting
    Money how
    Dare you ******
    Count Me Out
    Made You ******
    Trap Stars
    Gave You Something to
    Trap About
    Gave You ******
    Streets is
    Watchin' ,
    Trap Or Die
    The Inspiration
    During The
    Recession
    And The Drought
    Who Gave You
    ****** Motivation
    Now the Streets
    Is Talking
    ****** Is
    PlottingPublic
    Enemy Number 1
    Feel Like
    Bin Laden5 4 3 2 1
    I'm About to
    Blow UpSee
    Me Off In
    Platinum 2 1
    I'm Gettin'
    Toed UpTake
    The Vodka
    Straight To
    The Head I'm like you know
    What?Just
    Keep It Trned
    Up On These
    ****** Cause
    They Don't
    Know usIf
    You Never
    Hustled Don't
    Matter Now
    Then You Don't
    Know DawgThat
    Black 745
    On Dey Ass
    Like I'm Going
    To Show Ya'll
    Let Me Handle
    My Bizness [x8][Verse 2:]
    I Said You
    Can Get With
    This Or, You
    Can Get With
    That ****That
    Recompressed ready
    Rock, Never
    Coming Back
    ****Have You
    Whipping All
    Day And All
    That's For
    PracticeBow our
    Heads Let
    Us Pray 20
    Years Under
    My Mattress
    Now Lay Me
    Down To Sleep
    I Had Dem
    Streets Dreams
    Why The Hell
    Do You Think
    My Song Sound like
    A Street Theme
    Never Spossed
    **** Where
    You Stay Guess
    That's A Street
    ThemeIn The
    Streets 24/7
    Just Like
    A Street Team
    Somewhere off
    In The Lonely
    Cell Somewhere
    In PrisonThey
    Layin' there
    With They
    Eyes Closed
    Seeing My
    VisionCause
    They Know
    We Come From
    The Same Cloths
    Perfect Position
    They Jus Glad
    I Left The
    Game When
    I Did, Perfect
    DecisionLet
    Me Handle
    My Bizness [x8]
    Yeah![Verse 3:]
    All Hail Your
    Trap Highness,
    Your One And
    OnlyYou KNow
    I Gotta Do
    It For Shake
    I'm Miss Homie
    Everyday I'm
    Out here Making em
    Proud He Looking
    On MeNerver
    Thought Id
    Say This Too
    Loud Good
    Looking Homie
    He Say ****
    Them Popcorn
    Ass ******
    That Shit
    Is CornyAnd
    **********
    Them Fake
    Ass ******
    Thought You
    Were Phony
    Gotta Do It
    For Them ******
    Just Serve
    Just Like
    You're Tony
    That Come
    From Everyday
    Flippin Them
    Birds, just like you
    Showd MePut
    So Many Miles
    On The Bucket
    It Needs A
    Oil Change
    Took Them
    *****es Out
    The Garage
    And Left Them
    Oil Stains
    You Know That
    Shit Be Taking
    Forever We
    Call It Oil
    FaceMake You
    Frown up When
    You See it
    Call That
    The Oil Face
    Let Me Handle
    My Bizness [x8]
    Yeah!
  • Let Me Handle
    My Bizness [x8][Verse 1:]
    I Said Young
    Was Busy Counting
    Money how
    Dare you ******
    Count Me Out
    Made You ******
    Trap Stars
    Gave You Something to
    Trap About
    Gave You ******
    Streets is
    Watchin' ,
    Trap Or Die
    The Inspiration
    During The
    Recession
    And The Drought
    Who Gave You
    ****** Motivation
    Now the Streets
    Is Talking
    ****** Is
    PlottingPublic
    Enemy Number 1
    Feel Like
    Bin Laden5 4 3 2 1
    I'm About to
    Blow UpSee
    Me Off In
    Platinum 2 1
    I'm Gettin'
    Toed UpTake
    The Vodka
    Straight To
    The Head I'm like you know
    What?Just
    Keep It Trned
    Up On These
    ****** Cause
    They Don't
    Know usIf
    You Never
    Hustled Don't
    Matter Now
    Then You Don't
    Know DawgThat
    Black 745
    On Dey Ass
    Like I'm Going
    To Show Ya'll
    Let Me Handle
    My Bizness [x8][Verse 2:]
    I Said You
    Can Get With
    This Or, You
    Can Get With
    That ****That
    Recompressed ready
    Rock, Never
    Coming Back
    ****Have You
    Whipping All
    Day And All
    That's For
    PracticeBow our
    Heads Let
    Us Pray 20
    Years Under
    My Mattress
    Now Lay Me
    Down To Sleep
    I Had Dem
    Streets Dreams
    Why The Hell
    Do You Think
    My Song Sound like
    A Street Theme
    Never Spossed
    **** Where
    You Stay Guess
    That's A Street
    ThemeIn The
    Streets 24/7
    Just Like
    A Street Team
    Somewhere off
    In The Lonely
    Cell Somewhere
    In PrisonThey
    Layin' there
    With They
    Eyes Closed
    Seeing My
    VisionCause
    They Know
    We Come From
    The Same Cloths
    Perfect Position
    They Jus Glad
    I Left The
    Game When
    I Did, Perfect
    DecisionLet
    Me Handle
    My Bizness [x8]
    Yeah![Verse 3:]
    All Hail Your
    Trap Highness,
    Your One And
    OnlyYou KNow
    I Gotta Do
    It For Shake
    I'm Miss Homie
    Everyday I'm
    Out here Making em
    Proud He Looking
    On MeNerver
    Thought Id
    Say This Too
    Loud Good
    Looking Homie
    He Say ****
    Them Popcorn
    Ass ******
    That Shit
    Is CornyAnd
    **********
    Them Fake
    Ass ******
    Thought You
    Were Phony
    Gotta Do It
    For Them ******
    Just Serve
    Just Like
    You're Tony
    That Come
    From Everyday
    Flippin Them
    Birds, just like you
    Showd MePut
    So Many Miles
    On The Bucket
    It Needs A
    Oil Change
    Took Them
    *****es Out
    The Garage
    And Left Them
    Oil Stains
    You Know That
    Shit Be Taking
    Forever We
    Call It Oil
    FaceMake You
    Frown up When
    You See it
    Call That
    The Oil Face
    Let Me Handle
    My Bizness [x8]
    Yeah!