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Текст песни RZA f GZA, Method Man, Prodigal - Do U

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{*sampled singer singing "Do, Do U" repeats allthroughout the song*}[Intro: RZA (Method Man)]Come on my niggas, yo..Put your guns in your right hand and hold it down towards the floorPoint all your guns down towards the floor for a minuteYeah, you could hold `em, just point `em down towards the floorFor a sec, aight? (Yo y`all ain`t fuckin` wit the Wu)We gon` splash like this, all my wild Digi heads(Y`all niggas is crook) Y`all niggas move a little up to the frontY`all niggas know what I`m talkin` aboutWord up, my weedheads, y`all play the right for a secondNahmean? Check it outAll y`all niggas on X, y`all keep y`all asses in the backAight? Straight up, in fact, matter of factWe gon` mingle this shit like mothafuckin` peas in the mothafuckin` potStraight up Digi Digi style, word up, as we splash you right(Yeah, yeah, my niggas is crew, now y`all ain`tfuckin` wit the Wu Oh now y`all.. come on!)[RZA]Walk wit a didi bop ock, you silly pop, Jiffy PopFuck around, son, I`ll blow ya face up with fifty shotsSharp darts, and it pop pop like tartsExtreme speed like Anakin inside the PodHeaded for the finish line, BOODOO, watch Bobby cross itHoes with the diamonds on your toes, come on and floss itI be one of those tall skinny cats with the four-nineThree-eleven that rips through Power-U`s and breaks spinesI culture power-tuggin` boys who be drunk, buggin`Lovin` loud noise from toys, club thuggin`Sweet chocolate deluxe, rugged, sexy buttercupThat don`t give a fuck about the cop in the clubOr the bouncer with the flashlight, one walked passed, right?Some pulled the razor and chopped his ear like he was Mad MikeI played the cipher in the corner, teachin` mathOne for one thoughts, a hundred brothers won`t lastBecause you can`t do me.. (x3) "Do U feel?"Come on![Prodigal]Yo, son, +Wake Up+! {*coughs*}Yo, I gotta do this, manI gotta get this money, sonFeatures in the crowd, appearance like, "Black I`m proud"In the background, no sounds, four pound, we hold ground!Brooklyn bound, seven initials up in the crownOne man`s ramblin`, officials they shot him downSupreme, extreme, lean, killin` machinesAll I wanna do is feed my seed, plus my teamKeep it logical, no games, straight up about ProdigalDiabolic drums and I run from noneTestimony one, give my life before my only sonThelonious crumbs, why they wanna press me for guns?Now I`m in the face of the judge, court case thugFrom a race, laced, based on drugs, some made slugsAs +It Was Written+, stroll through any block forbiddenGlock hidden, why they wanna stop precision?Eighty-five percent of my brothers locked in prisonAnd we just keep dyin` for the love of good livin`But Do U! Do U! Do U! "Do U feel?" (x2)[GZA]You know those jams in the park, produced the sparkMade me feel words how I read books in the darkI always took it to heart, loved the artA lifetime of darts, ripped crews apartMade their stay real short, I stamped the passportCouldn`t bring through no wack shit of no sortI walked the borough challengin` the best that stoodTorch metal mics, they conduct better than woodOnce I electrify and only expect to dieRounded Bed-Stuy, ZZZZ, nigga fryMy opponent block, the beat comin` from his boxInvestment ranker who`s a joke in the stocksKeep a rhythmic pace, maintainin` great balanceMovin` in steps of unheard of silenceNormally progressioners, they`re slow steepin`Niggas wanna light up when there`s gas leakin` "Do U feel?"

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