Off The Books lyrics

Artist  : Beatnuts 
Song : Off The Books



 Send "Off The Books" Ringtone to your Cell 

 featuring  Cuban Link, Big Punisher

[Big Punisher]
Hey yo it's all love, but love's got a thin line
and Pun's got a big nine, respect crime but not
when it reflect mine
The sh*t I'm on is wrong but it lasts long
Pull a fast one, then Pun'll wake up, with the
stash gone
I'm mad strong, and my cream is fast
Smoke the greenest grass, my bit*h got the
meanest ass
and the taste of gin, I don't have to waste a
whole case of grin
Cause all it takes is my pretty face and my
gangsta win
Lace the click, cause we all sherry
So all's fair like love and war, thug galore with
long hair
Big Pun, Pun the name that makes the kid run
Like spelling murder reverse it deliver redrum
Come one, come all, if you wanna brawl
I'm the mighty Thor clotheslining motherf**kers
like Steven Segall
Cause all you gonna get, is your as* kicked or up
in a casket
That's it (that's it?) That's it

[Cuban Link]
Punisher bash it, at last it's, rappers that
really blast shit
Cats getting Big Willie niggaz like Billy
Bathgate
Up in Jimmy's Cafe, havin caviar
Crackin Cristal at the bar, smokin cigars, livin
large
We rob and steal, run with the mob, doin jobs for
real
I'm hard to kill for real nigga guard your grill
I like to chill, spark an L and get high
I'm one hell of a guy, fly pelican fly

[JuJu]
Whattup Duke-o, you know, politickin papi chuco
 
I'm out here, watchin for Jake, and this loot
though
Shoot bro, I got a waterproof suit yo
Swervin like a A.K.A. in Beirut yo
squeezin, out of automatic M3's and
please, you ain't seen no thugs like these
I can tell you lots of things that'll make you
believe
In Corona yo it's better to take than to receive

[Psycho Les]
Your career's on life support, and I'ma pull the
plug
and have every thug shootin that Beatnut drug
in they blood, no escapin this
Niggaz is goin over their favorite sh*t (for
what?) to be tapin this
World premier, loud and clear
Lye and beer, get the dough, blow up the show
Dissapear, jump in the Cavalier
Feelin marvelous, street pharmacist, twist
arboles
For pleasure, bring your territory sever
Keep my workers under pressure got em sayin 'F**K
LESTER'
But that's aight Duke-o, my heart nowadays too
cold
Don't give a f**k where you been what you done
where you go, you know, peep this favorite
In black shades like a secret, agent
We're night thieves, roll up on you sleeves
We light trees, bust these and stack cheese

	It's off the hook this year
	Makin mad money off the books this year, ain't
nothin
	but crooks in here
	Gettin mad money off the books this year
	(repeat 2X)

Go! (64X)