Hey, hey, hey (do ya thang) hey (do ya thang) hey (do ya thang) hey hey, (do ya thang) hey, hey, hey (X2) [MacBoney] Fresh out the house got the beat
Перевод: TI. Do Ya Thang.
They call me the Mighty Rule! how ya living? This real shit we talking I wanna ask all my gangsta niggaz a real question (holla back) What do you do -
I ain't never been a thug but I still get down Shots to SE to uptoen What you know about rent when it can't get paid Ya can't get a coupe so you get
the life is easy atama i do that all ready to many dudes! and do them crazy youzing the strummy i well to selvfish couse fizen the brain so to leezzyyy i
I take your money too, I ain't afraid of y'all With so much class, my shit will kill ya When I don't wanna rap And still I'ma smash and make the bitches
can... {Do it. Do it. Do it.} {Do it. Do it. Uh.} {Do it. Do it.} {Do it. Do it.} {Do it. Do it.} {Do it. Do it. Do it. Do it.} [Q-Tip] "So
ain't even hittin', so stop yo' flippin Cuz when I pull in all my cheese you besta know There ain't no playin' wit my thang when you see my foe Act like ya
ugly thang, I'm back on these streets again Own the strength (strem-ph), I'm known to limp Everything is against da grain Can't you tell, A-T-L, sack
ain't scared, prepared to take this thang to the streets Capric-e and Fleetwood ride good Vouges with the beat You might no understand a damn thang that I speak I
Let's get it) I can't sleep--we livin' in Hell (Yeah) First they, give us the work then they throw us in jail (Ayy) Won't trip ya--I'm trafficing in the
die (die) But try an do it big like da kid from bedstuy I see death around da corna and I aint scared I got a ?? wit 15 and I'm fully prepared (that'
I'll line ya ass up push ya tape backwards Cuz ima real nigga I don't like rappers And that ain't this and this ain't that And bitch I'm strapped Fuck
Do ya thug thang gon' get 'em up Represent ya side nigga hit 'em up Disrespect we gon' take it there We 30 deep lil nigga we ain't fighting fair You better holla at ya
... [Chorus (Akon):] If you lookin' for me I'll be on the block With my thang cocked possibly sittin' on a drop (Now) 'Cuz I'm a rida (Yeah) I'm just
Just know that, I'm lookin' down on you smilin' And i didn't feel a thang So baby don't feel no pain Just smile back And when I'm gone, just carry
I tried to told ya When movin the wrong direction ain't no flesh and then it's over You on that doja, G.I. Joe shit but you ain't a soldier Chopper or
nude, do it in the living room Sweatin up the sheets, it's the Thug in me I mean no disrespectin when I tongue kiss your neck I go a long way to get you
