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coupe cujo - standing on business lyrics

ain’t never been the type to get scared and run away
and i ain’t bout to start today (f+ck you n+ggas mean? man…)
ain’t never been the type to get scared and run away
and i ain’t bout to start today (you got me f+cked up n+gga)

never had my tail tucked
only way i’m running rollers kept me put my hands up
this a 2.11 cause i never got a fair cut
this a 5+7 fn you gon’ need earm+ffs
dice shaking like shakira
he lost all his money, looking like he bout to tear up
he can’t blame n0body but the man in the mirror
these harmon kardons sounding like i’m in the theater
cow skin on my sеats
buffalo h+rns on my face cost me 3
goose fеathers in my pillow it helps me sleep
don’t tell peter i think my rug made of meat
standing on business, we were serving fiends by the methadone clinic
rollers on the scene i’m the first one hitting fences
man, just another day in the rich’s

ain’t never been the type to get scared and run away
and i ain’t bout to start today (f+ck you n+ggas mean? man..)
ain’t never been the type to get scared and run away
and i ain’t bout to start today (you got me f+cked up)
in oakland at a sideshow
rollers throwing spike strips
ghetto bird floating cause we all potential flight risks
v8 skating don’t get caught and lose your license
cost 60+thow but the sentimental value priceless
pretty latina in my passinger with white tits
don’t be a fool and confuse weakness with my niceness
i’ve been roadrunning, family asking can they hold something
i was all alone, but money came, now i got more cousins
two bullets left inside this drum, i shot 4 dozen
rollers raid the crib, i’m hiding sh+t behind the stove oven
n+ggas mad when they see me shining, but the hoes love it
get a bag, spend a little bit, but save most of it
og gave us hope, now he on dope, he a fallen idol
never left the country, how the h+ll he get a russian rifle
i ain’t never ran from [?] n+gga, right hand on the bible
standing on business in the hood, this a repeated cycle

ain’t never been the type to get scared and run away
and i ain’t bout to start today (f+ck you n+ggas mean? man…)

- coupe cujo lyrics

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