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piano man - busta rhymes lyrics

[chorus: reek da villian & jay*z]
small timers can’t hustle with us
get your prodict, get your customers up
motherf*ckers, we move keys
i move keys, you can call me the piano man
we move keys
i move keys, you can call me the piano man
now y’all say y’all getting money like scrams
but y’all still in the hood serving grams
motherf*ckers, we move keys
i move keys, you can call me the piano man
[?] we move keys
i move keys, you can call me the piano man
i move keys, you can call me the piano man
[?]

[verse 1: spliff star]
8ball, quarter ounce, big 8 brick
o.t. hustler, on my new york sh*t
i’m a cocaine cowboy, counting that skrilla
with a chick who bust guns, and move weight like griselda
fish scale, whole sale, i bag it in the hotel
we can talk business, but never on my mobil
[?] 2
i made insane money, with an insane crew
everybody want the hook up, the powder or the cook up
if you ’bout that money, i’m somebody you should look up
[?] cheep price, [?] got it all day
got fiends going dumb, like n*ggas in the bay
want yay? then n*gga, call me right away
1800 c.r.a.c.k
i’m brooklyn’s black cat [?]
[?] you better know what you facing
’cause
[chorus: reek da villian & jay*z]
small timers can’t hustle with us
get your prodict, get your customers up
motherf*ckers, we move keys
i move keys, you can call me the piano man
we move keys
i move keys, you can call me the piano man
now y’all say y’all getting money like scrams
but y’all still in the hood serving grams
motherf*ckers, we move keys
i move keys, you can call me the piano man
[?] we move keys
i move keys, you can call me the piano man
i move keys, you can call me the piano man
[?]

[verse 2: busta rhymes]
i hustle and take your [?] without needing permission
i rename the crack game, it’s called [?] vision
yeah, that [?], i distribute to people
whether it’s fiends or hustlers, i distribute it equal
the way i profit, n*gga, stevie wonder bread
quadruple my cake, when i move keys, i’m a john legend
pardin me, it’s hard to see
since my adolescent years, i flip bricks and ray charls with keys
i hustle with them trinidadians and [?]
and jamaicans and twin k!ller b*tches, i call them siamese
two big pretty b*tches, that really get it down
this the theme music the fiends hear when they know we back in town
hit a pretty piano string [?]
such a steady pase through the streets, you see the keys move
like how the fiends do, sh*t is so miraculous, the way i display the yay through the city, boo
tactical, drasticly, mathimatical, i do this
radical and classical with keys like ramzy lewis
crazy when i cook, and when i cut the coke, huh
[?] stretch [?] like elastic, what you know about that, bruh?
in 2009, they call it trapping
during the reaganomics in 88, they called it stacking
[?] bristal cream up in the club blacking
tearing our livers up with ottles of conyak*ity*aking
sh*t, them was the good old days
so much money was flowing, you gave your workers a raise
every 2 to 3 weeks, even the fiends would blaze
free capsles [?] sing us praize
yay, with a happy day in [?] towns that we would come through and lock up
and n*ggas know the most now
slow down, we mustling
a lotta crack baby rappers was born from the towns we hustled in
that be them cities they rep
i let them tell it for me
then they [?] and sell it as a story
but then i laugh at them n*ggas, because i believe it’s me
they sell it in a rap song, or on a dvd
see, that’s how these n*ggas do it
but i was tought not to talk, i kept it out my music
that’s why y’all know me as the fun man, motherf*cker
so let me welcome and introduce y’all to the snitch culture
sh*t, [?] kinda different now
imma sit back and sip on a 6 pack of [?]
and continue to listen to the way n*ggas making they songs now
why they telling on they self? i think it’s time for me to get gone now
[chorus: reek da villian & jay*z]
small timers can’t hustle with us
get your prodict, get your customers up
motherf*ckers, we move keys
i move keys, you can call me the piano man
we move keys
i move keys, you can call me the piano man
now y’all say y’all getting money like scrams
but y’all still in the hood serving grams
motherf*ckers, we move keys
i move keys, you can call me the piano man
[?] we move keys
i move keys, you can call me the piano man
i move keys, you can call me the piano man
[?]

- busta rhymes lyrics

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