Текст песни Mr. Doctor f Foe Loc - What Ya Wanna Do (Sumpthin` Ya Odysea)
Mr. Doctor f Foe Loc - What Ya Wanna Do (Sumpthin` Ya Odysea) слова песни
(Chorus)(Foe Loc)What ya wanna do, what ya gonna doWhat ya wanna do, what ya gonna doWhat ya wanna do, what ya gonna doWhat ya wanna do, what ya gonna doWhat you wan doWhat ya wanna do, what ya gonna doWhat ya wanna do, what ya gonna doWhat ya wanna do, what ya gonna doWhat ya wanna do, what ya gonna doWhat you gon do (Doc)Yeah yeah huhEverybody wanna sip of BombayBe coo when the homies slam shit then dipIf he got a strap then he must be ready to tripIf he got his own then he must be ready to flipIf he got yo bitch maybe now she succin his diccIf he at yo home maybe now he wearin yo shitI be knowin now, baby I be rollin EclipseWhat ya knowin now ain`t you on the run for some shitAin`t nothin changed in the hood look aroundExcept we all grown up and don`t be givin a fuccMr. D-O-CYa selfish ass homie take bitches like thisand dump em in a ditchAnd ya tape ain`t hipYo style is a tripYou be slurin and shitIt must be a lispI be makin a grip fuckin wit Blacc Market45 on my hip shushin up in my pocketIt`s only meSay it now "Fucc Doc" wit meYo bitch be sayin it when I`m up in the pussyWhen I`m makin it bushy it`s on meWhen you waitin all alone it`s on youWhat ya wanna do (Chorus)(Foe Loc)What ya wanna do, what ya gonna doWhat ya wanna do, what ya gonna doWhat ya wanna do, what ya gonna doWhat ya wanna do, what ya gonna doWhat you wan doWhat ya wanna do, what ya gonna doWhat ya wanna do, what ya gonna doWhat ya wanna do, what ya gonna doWhat ya wanna do, what ya gonna doWhat you gon do (Doc)I took chances and made movesTo be the boss I provedYou can`t levatate and fizz if you don`t make hitsLike thisMr. Doc Holiday drinkin Bombaywit my nigga Slim and TreAround the way hoes get fuccedSpend all they loot then ship through the cutSee I don`t really about breakin breadLike my nigga CedBut I ain`t gonna be broke ya dicc headAnd realism, Bloccstyle got ya hotI step bacc and let all these fake niggas lie on they traccsYo daddy say that shit so you can know what goesNow what they about the hood if they ain`t did it beforeWhat, they seen itAin`t you seen itSwartzanigga ain`t shit if he ain`t loc 2 da brain bitchAnd on the front lawnCarrying a nineLike Odysea do that shit all the timeExcept me, I keep a 4-5Cuz if I got hit wit oneThey must be the shit and that`s on my diccSee the world`s a coo place but ya let it onGet yo ass involved wit them ones who get you wetted nigga (Chorus)(Foe Loc)What ya wanna do, what ya gonna doWhat ya wanna do, what ya gonna doWhat ya wanna do, what ya gonna doWhat ya wanna do, what ya gonna doWhat you wan doWhat ya wanna do, what ya gonna doWhat ya wanna do, what ya gonna doWhat ya wanna do, what ya gonna doWhat ya wanna do, what ya gonna doWhat you gon doWhat ya wanna do, what ya gonna doWhat ya wanna do, what ya gonna doWhat ya wanna do, what ya gonna doWhat ya wanna do, what ya gonna doWhat you wan doWhat ya wanna do, what ya gonna doWhat ya wanna do, what ya gonna doWhat ya wanna do, what ya gonna doWhat ya wanna do, what ya gonna doWhat you gon do (Foe Loc)It is most definitlySumpthin ya ought to seeBetween you and meOdysea is where the for realaz breedproceed with extreme caution pleaseOr approach on your kneesCuz you can`t fucc wit theseSupreme gangsta MC`s (Chorus in Baccround)(Doc talking)Maaann god damn, you see nigga that`s what happens every timeyou put this nigga Doc on the microphone man somebody get hurtlike that nigga, and Foe Loco and my nigga Reggie and my niggaSlim and Tre, you see you put them niggas behind some of thatStone Age shit nigga, some of that shit from my nigga Crip mangod damn I`m out this motha fucca nigga, you see what I`m sayinbaby, you see what I`m sayin baby, `m out this motha fucca...