Текст песни J-Live - Do That $#!%, слова песни J-Live

Текст песни J-Live - Do That $#!%

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Yo I`m just shooting the breeze with carbon dioxideThat needs to be bottled and soldSo you can lo` and beholdOr would you hold it belowC`mon let go and be highYou can`t deny the words I`m flipping make you reach for the skyYou hear the (caters?) that I`m kicking while I`m walking the streetI write rhymes just so I can go (clear throat) on beatYou thinks its so damn luvly don`t you nigga come hereYou just a frightened little kid all steps and no beardBut let me tell you now your talking to a grown ass manI put some shit in your head to fill your stomach to headYou don`t believe me well it`s taken me from here to JapanThat`s why I`m laughing to the bank without a getaway vanYou worrying about your ice and want your shorty to seeThe only ice that I need is in my L I TI keep my Hennessey straightSo skip the fantasy planThat`s why you get up and goThat`s shit you got to debateYou steady worrying bout your cry-stalCharge your pis-tolMeanwhileThe real style(Long gone?)(Nah)Miss-trialGuilty of the bullshitInnocent of killing itEven all your Fronting, Fake, Phoney Friends are feeling itWhat`s the matter with your life?Strange you got something to talk aboutThat you already know aboutAnd walk aboutGet someFeel good about itWrite it downThink it overThen shout it outHow that sound?Yo if it sound like we talking to youI really think you want to do that shit (c`mon do that shit)And if you know on what we saying is trueYou better act like you knew that shit (c`mon do that shit)Put some action on paper now (do that shit)Go ahead and be yourself child (do that shit)Don`t be afraid to use your own style (do that shit)Come on do that shitCome on do that shitNow everybody want heaven but nobody want deathShit a lot you kids wouldn`t even settle for injuredSo why you frontin` like you want drama see that shit ain`t flyYou need to spend a couple nights with a drama queenAnd did you ever seen a crack babyHow bout a 30-year-old woman strung out into a little old ladyYou see some of these folks that gotta live in these streets todayEither shot up, smoked, or sniffed their life awayYeah, you wanna talk about your triple beam dreamIt`s ironic cause you pass eight-grade mathsYou don`t know the half, third, fourth or fifthAin`t old enough to drive talking about you pushing a sixAnd frontin` like you gotta watch for the narksYou gotta watch for your momma and on your ass saying `Oh my God`You gotta watch for your birthdayAnd wrote a half a album worth of rhymes like you little (wheeze?) little nigga pleaseWatch these, watch those fly by night MCsBiting Jay-Z`s flow, go with the breezeI beseech youGet your own flow so when you blow upYou won`t make the real heads wanna throw upYo if it sound like we talking to youI really think you want to do that shit (c`mon do that shit)And if you know on what we saying is trueYou better act like you knew that shit (c`mon do that shit)Put some action on paper now (do that shit)Go ahead and be yourself child (do that shit)Don`t be afraid to use your own style (do that shit)Come on do that shitCome on do that shit

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Do That $#!%

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