What It Do lyrics translation: YUKMOUTH What It Do song texte and letras YUKMOUTH What It Do tab, paroles and testo YUKMOUTH What It Do Karaoke and Music Video - none yet
[Hook]
I hit the club with a crew of niggaz
What it do nigga, what it do nigga
You wanna fight, I wanna shoot a nigga
What it do nigga, what it do nigga
You disrespect me I`ma bruise a nigga
What it do nigga, what it do nigga
Think I`m a punk, come and prove it nigga
What it do nigga, what it do nigga
[Bridge]
Fuck a hoe nigga, fuck a hoe nigga
Fuck a hoe nigga, fuck a hoe nigga
Fuck a bitch nigga, fuck a bitch nigga
Fuck a bitch nigga, fuck a bitch nigga
[E-Roc]
Fall in the club crunk, drunk and I`m feeling good
Bouncin and throwin bows, clownin and reppin the hood
Start somethin boy I wish a muh fucka would
Run up on me, I`ma show you it ain`t all good
Nigga we stay crunk in the club
Remy and Hpnotiq keep us drunk in the club
9 milli`s and 40 cal`s tucked in the club
E-Roc don`t give a fuck, I will bust in the club
What it do, I will murder you chumps
You feeling like `Kriss Kross` then bitch nigga `Jump`
Uhh, left hook, right cross gone drop ya
All upside yo head with Champagne and Heinekin bottles
What it do my nigga we can thug it out
Mac 11`s, AK`s we can slug it out
I give a fuck about a bitch nigga and his crew
Let`s tear the club up bitch nigga what it do
[Hook]
[Yukmouth]
What it do, bitch..
6-5 Villa, 6-9 Villa, bonified killas
We supply the villas, West side nigga
Recognize the reala, I`d die for my scrilla, surprise niggaz!
I let the led bust, niggaz step yo bread up
Talk shit til I`m fed up and get yo fuckin head bust
They throwin elbows dog I`m throwin bottles at em
My nigga just got parolled, I threw a model at em
Beef? I holla at em, with semi automatic weapons
Fuck what you stressin, get lit up wit AK 47`s
I `Ryde or Die` like `Swizz Beatz`
So miss with the bullshit, all these bullets gone turn yo ass to swiss cheese
Don`t check me nigga check yo bitch
I hit niggaz with bar stools like a western flick
Test the click and get whooped on, look at me worng and get hooked on
The Art of War, I read the book on
[Hook]
[Bridge]
[Bun-B]
Alright you punk pussy ass niggaz get the fuck up out my way
I`ve been havin a bad year, fuck havin a bad day
They gave my right hand 8, the mutha fuckin state
My team is fallin off so now these niggaz wanna hate
I can see it in they eyes, I hear it in they songs
They just frontin like some pea cocks, too god damn long
For the record let me say it, so hoe don`t get it crossed
Tryin to take the crown from the king, you gone take a fuckin loss
A V.I.P. nigga get in clubs through back do`s
Strap in hand, I run up in the dance flo` and smack hoes
Pistol whip security, put hands on the owner
Kick the DJ in his face and slap his ass with a Corona
I dragged the bar tender cross the stage til he passed out
The first nigga touch me mayne I`m knockin his ass out
Say Yuk hold his right arm, E-Roc hold his left
Keep him up, don`t let him fall, I`m bout to beat this bitch to death