歌曲 | I Don't Do Much - Album Version (Explicit) |
歌手 | Beanie Sigel |
专辑 | The Reason |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Grant, Thomas | |
Shit, I don't do much | |
Y'knawmean? | |
Smoke weed, fuck bitches | |
Get paper cuts from countin' money | |
I just be chillin', y'knawmean? | |
Menage trois, knawmean? | |
Quadrupla trois | |
Y'knawmean? | |
Shit I don't do much | |
All that shit, what you expect man? | |
Yo, I don't do much, you know | |
Mac stay sucker free | |
So please don't fuck with mev | |
You don't really want war, you don't really want the heat from the four | |
You don't really wanna eat out a straw | |
Man you niggas is broke, y'all niggas ain't got no cash | |
Man you niggas ain't got no stash where your wheel and your rims? | |
Motherfucker look at the heel on your | |
TimbsNigga your walk and your talk you niggas is ass | |
Shit, I don't do much, you know | |
Mac, lay in the cut | |
In the 'telly somewhere layin' a smut | |
Champelly, purple hayin' it up front row | |
A layin' it up | |
Or in the kitchen probaly weighin' it up | |
Or in a mission probaly sprayin' shit up | |
Niggas playin' too much, | |
I try to chill but they be sayin' too much | |
But you know they don't say it to me they don't play wit me | |
You shit where you eat, you might as well lay in your pee | |
Shit, I don't do much | |
I don't do much | |
Shit, I don't do much | |
Y'knawmean? | |
FuckFuck, | |
I don't do much | |
I be chillin' man, | |
I don't know about y'all though | |
Shit I don't do much | |
I roll a L, go in the booth | |
Spark it up, start blowin' the truth | |
I don't do much, | |
I smoke weed, pop pills, sip water | |
Fuck it, keep it real, keep steel, give orders | |
Suckers, give out halves, squrrlies, y'all call it quarters | |
Youngun, take this eightball, 'cuz you take long | |
And please, don't make me use this eight long' | |
Cuz you could get all six up in your acorn and trust me | |
Y'all don't want that, y'all don't want | |
Mac to snap on you cats | |
You don't really want no problems, you don't layin' under your squatter | |
You don't want me fire bombin' your house | |
You don't want me duct tapin' your mouth | |
Better yet, pourin' lye in your mouth | |
You don't want me smackin' up your kids | |
You don't want me layin' up in your trash | |
Poppin' up, then | |
I'm poppin' your ass 'cuz you won't do shit | |
I don't do much | |
Shit, I don't do much | |
Y'knawmean? | |
I just be chillin' | |
I be smokin' man | |
I don't be thinkin' about y'all niggas man, | |
I don't do much | |
Y'knawmean? | |
I be chillin' | |
Shit, I don't do much | |
I just chill up in the middle of the block | |
Watch my younguns make a killin' on the block | |
Tell 'em watch trucks who be wheelin' through the block | |
Get shot, get shucked with vans chillin' on the bloch | |
Shit, I don't do much, | |
I just chill and relax alot | |
I don't hustle, | |
I just tax the block | |
Shit, I don't do much, | |
I just roll out and play wit tools | |
That make you faggots obey the rules | |
Shit, y'all don't do much | |
But drink 40's, look dumb on the block | |
Damn near 40, still runnin' from cops | |
Y'all don't do much | |
Y'all niggas ain't stackin' no cash | |
That shit you pack got a crack in yo' ass | |
Y'all don't give a fuck, y'all gon' get cuffed | |
And I'ma laugh when y'all get stuck | |
Shit, I don't do much | |
Y'knawmean, y'knawmean? | |
I don't do much | |
I don't give a fuck man, smoke weed, get high | |
Fuck bitches, that's my biz | |
I don't do much, y'knawmean? | |
I don't do much, y'knawmean four pound? | |
Shit, I don't do much | |
I don't do much | |
And I don't give a fuck |
zuo ci : Grant, Thomas | |
Shit, I don' t do much | |
Y' knawmean? | |
Smoke weed, fuck bitches | |
Get paper cuts from countin' money | |
I just be chillin', y' knawmean? | |
Menage trois, knawmean? | |
Quadrupla trois | |
Y' knawmean? | |
Shit I don' t do much | |
All that shit, what you expect man? | |
Yo, I don' t do much, you know | |
Mac stay sucker free | |
So please don' t fuck with mev | |
You don' t really want war, you don' t really want the heat from the four | |
You don' t really wanna eat out a straw | |
Man you niggas is broke, y' all niggas ain' t got no cash | |
Man you niggas ain' t got no stash where your wheel and your rims? | |
Motherfucker look at the heel on your | |
TimbsNigga your walk and your talk you niggas is ass | |
Shit, I don' t do much, you know | |
Mac, lay in the cut | |
In the ' telly somewhere layin' a smut | |
Champelly, purple hayin' it up front row | |
A layin' it up | |
Or in the kitchen probaly weighin' it up | |
Or in a mission probaly sprayin' shit up | |
Niggas playin' too much, | |
I try to chill but they be sayin' too much | |
But you know they don' t say it to me they don' t play wit me | |
You shit where you eat, you might as well lay in your pee | |
Shit, I don' t do much | |
I don' t do much | |
Shit, I don' t do much | |
Y' knawmean? | |
FuckFuck, | |
I don' t do much | |
I be chillin' man, | |
I don' t know about y' all though | |
Shit I don' t do much | |
I roll a L, go in the booth | |
Spark it up, start blowin' the truth | |
I don' t do much, | |
I smoke weed, pop pills, sip water | |
Fuck it, keep it real, keep steel, give orders | |
Suckers, give out halves, squrrlies, y' all call it quarters | |
Youngun, take this eightball, ' cuz you take long | |
And please, don' t make me use this eight long' | |
Cuz you could get all six up in your acorn and trust me | |
Y' all don' t want that, y' all don' t want | |
Mac to snap on you cats | |
You don' t really want no problems, you don' t layin' under your squatter | |
You don' t want me fire bombin' your house | |
You don' t want me duct tapin' your mouth | |
Better yet, pourin' lye in your mouth | |
You don' t want me smackin' up your kids | |
You don' t want me layin' up in your trash | |
Poppin' up, then | |
I' m poppin' your ass ' cuz you won' t do shit | |
I don' t do much | |
Shit, I don' t do much | |
Y' knawmean? | |
I just be chillin' | |
I be smokin' man | |
I don' t be thinkin' about y' all niggas man, | |
I don' t do much | |
Y' knawmean? | |
I be chillin' | |
Shit, I don' t do much | |
I just chill up in the middle of the block | |
Watch my younguns make a killin' on the block | |
Tell ' em watch trucks who be wheelin' through the block | |
Get shot, get shucked with vans chillin' on the bloch | |
Shit, I don' t do much, | |
I just chill and relax alot | |
I don' t hustle, | |
I just tax the block | |
Shit, I don' t do much, | |
I just roll out and play wit tools | |
That make you faggots obey the rules | |
Shit, y' all don' t do much | |
But drink 40' s, look dumb on the block | |
Damn near 40, still runnin' from cops | |
Y' all don' t do much | |
Y' all niggas ain' t stackin' no cash | |
That shit you pack got a crack in yo' ass | |
Y' all don' t give a fuck, y' all gon' get cuffed | |
And I' ma laugh when y' all get stuck | |
Shit, I don' t do much | |
Y' knawmean, y' knawmean? | |
I don' t do much | |
I don' t give a fuck man, smoke weed, get high | |
Fuck bitches, that' s my biz | |
I don' t do much, y' knawmean? | |
I don' t do much, y' knawmean four pound? | |
Shit, I don' t do much | |
I don' t do much | |
And I don' t give a fuck |
zuò cí : Grant, Thomas | |
Shit, I don' t do much | |
Y' knawmean? | |
Smoke weed, fuck bitches | |
Get paper cuts from countin' money | |
I just be chillin', y' knawmean? | |
Menage trois, knawmean? | |
Quadrupla trois | |
Y' knawmean? | |
Shit I don' t do much | |
All that shit, what you expect man? | |
Yo, I don' t do much, you know | |
Mac stay sucker free | |
So please don' t fuck with mev | |
You don' t really want war, you don' t really want the heat from the four | |
You don' t really wanna eat out a straw | |
Man you niggas is broke, y' all niggas ain' t got no cash | |
Man you niggas ain' t got no stash where your wheel and your rims? | |
Motherfucker look at the heel on your | |
TimbsNigga your walk and your talk you niggas is ass | |
Shit, I don' t do much, you know | |
Mac, lay in the cut | |
In the ' telly somewhere layin' a smut | |
Champelly, purple hayin' it up front row | |
A layin' it up | |
Or in the kitchen probaly weighin' it up | |
Or in a mission probaly sprayin' shit up | |
Niggas playin' too much, | |
I try to chill but they be sayin' too much | |
But you know they don' t say it to me they don' t play wit me | |
You shit where you eat, you might as well lay in your pee | |
Shit, I don' t do much | |
I don' t do much | |
Shit, I don' t do much | |
Y' knawmean? | |
FuckFuck, | |
I don' t do much | |
I be chillin' man, | |
I don' t know about y' all though | |
Shit I don' t do much | |
I roll a L, go in the booth | |
Spark it up, start blowin' the truth | |
I don' t do much, | |
I smoke weed, pop pills, sip water | |
Fuck it, keep it real, keep steel, give orders | |
Suckers, give out halves, squrrlies, y' all call it quarters | |
Youngun, take this eightball, ' cuz you take long | |
And please, don' t make me use this eight long' | |
Cuz you could get all six up in your acorn and trust me | |
Y' all don' t want that, y' all don' t want | |
Mac to snap on you cats | |
You don' t really want no problems, you don' t layin' under your squatter | |
You don' t want me fire bombin' your house | |
You don' t want me duct tapin' your mouth | |
Better yet, pourin' lye in your mouth | |
You don' t want me smackin' up your kids | |
You don' t want me layin' up in your trash | |
Poppin' up, then | |
I' m poppin' your ass ' cuz you won' t do shit | |
I don' t do much | |
Shit, I don' t do much | |
Y' knawmean? | |
I just be chillin' | |
I be smokin' man | |
I don' t be thinkin' about y' all niggas man, | |
I don' t do much | |
Y' knawmean? | |
I be chillin' | |
Shit, I don' t do much | |
I just chill up in the middle of the block | |
Watch my younguns make a killin' on the block | |
Tell ' em watch trucks who be wheelin' through the block | |
Get shot, get shucked with vans chillin' on the bloch | |
Shit, I don' t do much, | |
I just chill and relax alot | |
I don' t hustle, | |
I just tax the block | |
Shit, I don' t do much, | |
I just roll out and play wit tools | |
That make you faggots obey the rules | |
Shit, y' all don' t do much | |
But drink 40' s, look dumb on the block | |
Damn near 40, still runnin' from cops | |
Y' all don' t do much | |
Y' all niggas ain' t stackin' no cash | |
That shit you pack got a crack in yo' ass | |
Y' all don' t give a fuck, y' all gon' get cuffed | |
And I' ma laugh when y' all get stuck | |
Shit, I don' t do much | |
Y' knawmean, y' knawmean? | |
I don' t do much | |
I don' t give a fuck man, smoke weed, get high | |
Fuck bitches, that' s my biz | |
I don' t do much, y' knawmean? | |
I don' t do much, y' knawmean four pound? | |
Shit, I don' t do much | |
I don' t do much | |
And I don' t give a fuck |