For real, for real... Yo, this is based on a true story, from a Man that lost land... Verse 1: (Cappadonna) I'm goin' all out, I love trout Black is what I be about 95-south all the way up, I tear mics up Peep the conduct, wherever lightning struck Tear the jail up, truck with the mind food Truck with jewels, forget babylon rules I'm crusin' with the angels Goin' through Parkhill, let the Gods build and all of that Graduation hats, bigger stacks Ya'll hardly ever seen besides cream I got the vaccine for ya'll uncle Tom rappers I told ya'll before to be easy, Devils attackin' is practice Provocative songs, yeah It's Donna, don't even panic Hold ya'll like the Atlantic Pillage at your service Clubs start to get nervous Loose lips, it's like emptyin' clips Packed with the info, join the revolution Slang prostitution, even if you boostin' Play it like you still chill, homicide hill from the other side My Mother sighed, strugglin, poor and tired A Baby that never cried, a family that never died I see everything from the outside. Chorus - O.T.F. and The Pillage, we all comin' through Watch your back nigga, and your girl watch it too 'Cause we conduct big business, raw is how we give this Live this, that's how we conduct big business O.T.F. and The Pillage, hide your shine nigga When we come through, might have to jump on you 'Cause we conduct big business, raw is how we live this Give this, that's how we conduct big business. Verse 2: (Shyhiem) I ride shotgun in Cappa's Black ML Four-Twenty Benz Jeep with big boy heat, a Thirty-Thirty Shotgun, pull it out and sTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
