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Jayo Felony
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Whatcha Gonna Do
作词:R Brown, J Savage, E Simmons, C Smith
I say, I can give it to you but whatcha gonna do wit it I can give it to you but whatcha gonna do I can give it to you but whatcha gonna do Wha, wha, wha, wha, what
I can give it to ya but whatcha gonna do wit it When I'm in Texas I'm bumpin' screw music With Big Mike and Scarface with Luke Luke Me and lil' Crook like Bo and Luke duke
When I'm in Miami, I go to scoop Luke To see the peep show and hit some duke shoot Went to Branson, back to back, Lex Coupe Up in 'Harlem World' in my Timb boots
Two suckers had beef so I watched them shoot Called up Benny Rat, copped a bullet proof Seen T-Funk he took us to the fruit Then he went to the Tunnell and brought down the roof
Mink coats and moet, bitches drippin' sweat Slang a cassette to Funkmaster Flex And now I'm bumpin' on East Coast tape decks Went from Swatch to platinum Rolex S.D., Jersey we getting more sex, flow next, go next
I say, I can give it to you but whatcha gonna do wit it I can give it to you but whatcha gonna do I can give it to you but whatcha gonna do Wha, wha, wha, wha, what
I'm too sexy for my motherfuckin' hood, hood I'm too sexy for my motherfuckin' low ridah I'm too sexy for my motherfuckin' low ridah
If my niggas can't eat then y'all niggaz can't sleep I just begun to creep, Nightmares on Elm Street Release from Jones Beach to South Beach, capeesh? Kickin' dust as I bust, fuck peace
And all them crooked cops on the beat My niggas bring the funk like your Grandpa feet 'Til death do us part, save my bullets for the charts With darts, like HBO watching after dark
No love for a mark, even less for a trick That wanna be like Mike, Mike, who? My dick Real shit Hot Nicks, run wit my niggas that ain't got shit Pop shit and peddle poetry for profit 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网
One time, out for mine but cant stop it Trying to keep they hands in my pocket So I bring obnoxious, infected lah that be toxic Leave the crime scene spotless
Mix the green with the chocolate, here's the topic Niggas, synchronize your watches We goin' in, wit nothin' but a Clan logo Mr. Meth, I'm running loco motherfucker (DMX)
I say, I can give it to you but whatcha gonna do wit it I can give it to you but whatcha gonna do I can give it to you but whatcha gonna do Wha, wha, wha, wha, what
I'm too sexy for my motherfuckin' hood, hood I'm too sexy for my motherfuckin' low ridah I'm too sexy for my motherfuckin' low ridah
I got a wicked flow and I'm gonnana kick it yo, feel the pressure Snatching niggas up just like change off the dresser Niggas hit me with the best shit then what I shake that bullshit off then go nutz
I've been down too long, can't a motherfucker show me nothing? Y'all bitch niggas is duckin' me like you owe me something I got more homies than an Hesse, but let's say I couldn't talk, you wouldn't walk my way on your best day
The best way you can hope to get close to me Is right here under my wing like you're supposed to be The first time you start acting fuckin' strange Best to be ducking range
Talkin' shit wearing a fuckin' chain, I break niggaz like promises Split em' open like Thomas and sell more drugs than a pharmacist Strapped wit nothing but a rhyme a long history of violent crime Attitude that doesn't mind doing time
I say, I can give it to you but whatcha gonna do wit it I can give it to you but whatcha gonna do I can give it to you but whatcha gonna do Wha, wha, wha, wha, what
I'm too sexy for my motherfuckin' hood, hood I'm too sexy for my motherfuckin' low ridah I'm too sexy for my motherfuckin' low ridah
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