Where does that leave the workers There jobs a has been [Chorus:] All out, all out, all out, redundancy All out, all out, all out, no job for me Please
Traduzione: Il Business. All Out.
is for these fake ass New York niggaz Ha ha ha, let's get down to business Ugh [Kay Slay:] The Drama King [Verse 1: Mr. Ski] Look, now let's put it all
these spins (BITCH!) BITCH! [Talking: Guys] Hey you? Yeah Man I was out there on the late night shift mane Uh-huh? This nigga 40 was out there Water? He was out
your homework (that's right) Steady long, steady bright Man these walls got ears, take the battery out your phone (Take it out man!) He'll never make
just me mayne) And my bitch (and my biatch) She hates my guts (she hate my guts) And makes me sick (I can't stand her) I curse her out (HOE!) She cuss me out
business Living it up to the highest, like everyday is Christmas Some sucka tried to try us, hating on our riches I guess they didn't like us cause we got all
money for real You gonna bounce back if you got get back squeal Fuck all that whipping and... and crime... I'm a make it do what it do get out and get
my time [E Money Bags] Crime relation got my niggaz time facin in the line pacin y'all All the gods this one for y'all I never forget it, three times
the street blame it all on me look at me still hangin around still hangin around oh baby i'm still around people say you'll fall in and out of love all
is hot I use to ride the city bus, now I'm pulling Hummers out [AP] I remember brothers getting dumped off, in ditches and bayous Boys gave head jobs, and all
man you niggaz penny pitchers [talking] Million dollar block, there's one in every city State and ghetto near you, all you have to do Is take care of your business
nigga I pack three (pack three) nigga that's me (that's me) [Lil O] Hey I live la vida loca (yeah) Slanging coca (yeah) Stay out on Barre and in and out
it's money over pigeons I'm all about the binges home boy I'm off the hinges the glaciers in my ear and a NFL fitted well let's get back to business give
in QB (Qeens Bridge) at three years old I survived Through out hard times, infamous - white lines When it's time it's time, send the kite through the vine Handle business
They've got no business to talk (They've got no reason at all) I'll take a chance with you Baby It doesn't matter at all It doesn't matter at all It doesn