What It Do

歌詞

(feat. E-Roc & Bun B of UGK) (Hook) I hit the club with a crew of niggaz What it do nigga, what it do nigga You wanna fight, I wanna shoot a nigga What it do nigga, what it do nigga You disrespect me I'ma bruise a nigga What it do nigga, what it do nigga Think I'm a punk, come and prove it nigga What it do nigga, what it do nigga (Bridge) Fuck a hoe nigga, fuck a hoe nigga Fuck a hoe nigga, fuck a hoe nigga Fuck a bitch nigga, fuck a bitch nigga Fuck a bitch nigga, fuck a bitch nigga (E-Roc) Fall in the club crunk, drunk and I'm feeling good Bouncin and throwin bows, clownin and reppin the hood Start somethin boy I wish a muh fucka would Run up on me, I'ma show you it ain't all good Nigga we stay crunk in the club Remy and Hpnotiq keep us drunk in the club 9 milli's and 40 cal's tucked in the club E-Roc don't give a fuck, I will bust in the club What it do, I will murder you chumps You feeling like "Kriss Kross" then bitch nigga "Jump" Uhh, left hook, right cross gone drop ya All upside yo head with Champagne and Heinekin bottles What it do my nigga we can thug it out Mac 11's, AK's we can slug it out I give a fuck about a bitch nigga and his crew Let's tear the club up bitch nigga what it do (Hook) (Yukmouth) What it do, bitch.. 6-5 Villa, 6-9 Villa, bonified killas We supply the villas, West side nigga Recognize the reala, I'd die for my scrilla, surprise niggaz! I let the led bust, niggaz step yo bread up Talk shit til I'm fed up and get yo fuckin head bust They throwin elbows dog I'm throwin bottles at em My nigga just got parolled, I threw a model at em Beef? I holla at em, with semi automatic weapons Fuck what you stressin, get lit up wit AK 47's I "Ryde or Die" like "Swizz Beatz" So miss with the bullshit, all these bullets gone turn yo ass to swiss cheese Don't check me nigga check yo bitch I hit niggaz with bar stools like a western flick Test the click and get whooped on, look at me worng and get hooked on The Art of War, I read the book on (Hook) (Bridge) (Bun-B) Alright you punk pussy ass niggaz get the fuck up out my way I've been havin a bad year, fuck havin a bad day They gave my right hand 8, the mutha fuckin state My team is fallin off so now these niggaz wanna hate I can see it in they eyes, I hear it in they songs They just frontin like some pea cocks, too god damn long For the record let me say it, so hoe don't get it crossed Tryin to take the crown from the king, you gone take a fuckin loss A V.I.P. nigga get in clubs through back do's Strap in hand, I run up in the dance flo' and smack hoes Pistol whip security, put hands on the owner Kick the DJ in his face and slap his ass with a Corona I dragged the bar tender cross the stage til he passed out The first nigga touch me mayne I'm knockin his ass out Say Yuk hold his right arm, E-Roc hold his left Keep him up, don't let him fall, I'm bout to beat this bitch to death (Hook)