Текст песни Swizz Beatz f Baby, Yung Wun - Let Me See Ya Do Your Thing
Swizz Beatz f Baby, Yung Wun - Let Me See Ya Do Your Thing слова песни
[Intro: Baby]Uh huh (off the top)Cash Money, Hot Boys (all to me nigga)You understand . . .Say Swizz, give it all to me, don`t hold it backI want it, give it all, hit me in the chest wit it nigga[Verse: Baby]I got work, bricks, money, pistolsHoes have bitch-ass niggas runnin` with `emPaid money, hard rocks, cheap digits, hard blocksIt`s llello cola, heroin and bouldersStunna Corleone, nigga I told ya thisMack dimes, doin` timeUptown riders everybody been dinin`It`s third wall nothin` but these uptown souljasN-Y G`s, the barrel high rolla`It`s Swizz and Stunna, in a Ram stuntin` (wassup)20 inches, nothin` under (wassup)It`s glocks and bitches we been killin` snitches (oh)Work? fuck the Feds, nigga we livin` (oww)Yo ask me twice I ain`t neva been niceAlways been a gangsta poppin` willas don`t bite[Chorus: Swizz Beatz]Let me see you do ya thing - yo, if ya ballin`Let me see you do ya thing - yo, if ya ridin`(Let me see you do ya thiiiiiiiiing)Oh no, where`s the bitches?Let me see you do ya thing - yo, where`s my niggas?Let me see you do ya thing - (c`mon) yo! buy the barLet me see you do ya thing - gon` floss ya shit(Let me see you do ya thiiiiiiiiing)C`mon, rep ya hoodLet me see you do ya thing[Verse: Yung Wun]I got the MJ 220 on the streets of AtlantaWit the 360 Modena parked diamond savannaLife`s too short, so a nigga stretch the Porsche and put the big screen in itIt`s like a nigga at the movies when he sittin` in it, picture seems so vividThe windows all tinted, marble flo`s in itI got doe like Bill when the chip was inventedSo it`s, no thing for me to pull a few strings toGet a, few things that cost a few G`sYou ain`t passed it down to me, so it has to beWay it be, as you see I`m tryin` to find me a place in the hillsPut a blighty in the backyard and move right back to the villeI`m a always be where it`s real (nigga)And chill where the caps get peeled (what!) and niggas get killed`Till I die I`m a live `till I can`t no moreSell crack and bust guns (what`s up?) `till I`m at the morgue[Chorus][Verse: Baby]I`m real, I`m steel, I`m hard to killBeen packin` bullets, shoot out at willStunna Corleone, sellin` he-roineUptown make this mine, stemmies get grownCasey Brice, ten the priceKill that nigga I`ll shife his lifeIt`s Fresh, Stunna, Weezy, Turk, Swizz, Jada, DMX, let workBitch, nigga, I hate them niggasAll I fuck wit is these real ass niggasIt`s Ruff-Ryder, Cash MoneyD give me the name, I`ll bust a hundredIt`s Ro-lex, hoe don`t flexI`m worth* 200-mil, bitch what`s next?It`s full-surface, Swizz that`s nextNigga act up, we breakin` they neck[Chorus] (2x)[Outro]Whoa, whoaBreak it out whoodi . . .