Текст песни Masta Ace f Big Noyd - Do it Man
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[Big Noyd]Check it out yo, `ey yoThey call me Big Noyd, the one that smack the taste outyour fucking mouth, I keep it gutter that`s what I be aboutthat`s what I breathe, what I eat, that`s what I shitted outI`m from the streets and I`m a G and I know nothing elselike when there`s beef I grap a Tec from the fucking shelvestuff it in my jeans step on the scene, ruin your healthsnitches run their mouth, that`s why I do it myselfno need to co, there`s noone ratting me outjust to find the guy, I keep it gully nigga ride outbefore my thuns come and air out your hide outmatter fact say no more, your raw to grap your fouryour scared to call your dog, nigga let`s get it onI set it off, I start long blowsknock your ass out and leave your dead with a bloody nosewinking to your front door, who you know as raw as mea skinny nigga, but up on the streets i`m a beast, motherfucker[Hook: Big Noyd]Yeah, yeah, this is how we do it manwe busting them chrome nines and running from one timethis is how we do it manmy mind on my money and my money on my mind, yepthis is how we do it manwe strap with them big gats, and chases some cool catthis is how we do it manwe hold it down we don`t fuck around niggaz know our style, yep[Masta Ace]Hope I don`t get shot today`cause I heard some niggaz letting off rounds, like a block awayit`s like walking through Vietnamsorrounded by americans dressed like the vietcomsee that kid, 16, try to cop a gatever since he was a brat he been a copy-catand he ain`t scared to pull it bloodso I better watch my step or I might catch a bullet slugsee there`s all kinds of rival stuffwe all in the line of fire nigga, and survival`s toughsend my son to the store, `cause there`s mole on the breadthey might send him home with a hole in the headand just like `Windex Cleaner`it`s clear that niggaz settle problems with their index fingerand my moms has yet to strove`cause she know that folks catches strays like pet controlthese are dangerous times, the life`s on the linea nigga might get it by the knife or the nineI gotta stay awake when I hold the cake`cause the grim reaper looking for a soul to takeand the next cat may be himso I look over my shoulder, when I`m standing at the ATMya can go `head and worry `bout the crackers, finebut that nigga with the nine, skin is black as mine[Hook: Masta Ace]This is how they do it mansawed-off shot, screaming give me what you got, niggathis is how they do it manstraight off blunt spillers and natural born killersthis is how they do it manchrome play the nine, put your life on the line, woawthis is how they do it manholding down the block, the plot just won`t stop, no