Lirik Lagu Just Do It - Goodie Mob
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We'll I'm just gonna tell youWe ain't bout' that talking homeboy, we'll do itAnd all that acting you doing, we see through itFuck hollering and screaming lets get to it, lets get to it
(Cee-Lo)Now I say my rap reflect the enemyPassion and positive energyY'all talk about killing, it don't surprise meTripping bout' a nigga, don't judge me wiselyBut I ain't bout' to holler or scream at youYou can look in my eyes and tell what I'd doI'm a charge at niggas and you know I'm trueBut goddammit, fuck nigga this one for youI know how it go, I done been out there beforeHeard its goddamn ?time to blow?Stomping niggas down till they don't want no moreTrying to get some Polo's straight out the storeSome gone, some just can't let it goI might laugh and joke, but I'll let a nigga knowI'm the same motherfucker from 84And I still do it in the aftershowAnd I don't like to feel like I'm being triedI ain't bullet-proof, plenty nigga done diedBut I damn sho' ain't finna go and hideI got one on me, and I'm down to rideI ain't trying to say I got all the gameI got fame, but a million I can't claimSo respect me playa, and I'll do the sameBut neither one is guaranteed to have the best aim
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(T-Mo)The revolution has begun...........Handle your business playaDevoted to the game, and dope cut-throat ways will get you paid in fullPull a rabbit out the hat trick, magical quickSlick its like a porn flickUmm... Imagine having money so bigIt makes you look like a pigGet your big behindYou remind me of swine with your fat noseStuck in your pose and ?thread bed? that shawtyLame with your game, put it all on the tableGot your label and your fast cars, and your bodyguard looking hardThrowing your cheese, for them rats its snacksI'm like a egg bout' to hatchTony, horny, I'm macaroniCommercialize suckers looking like bustersI'd ride for the kings and queens of my motherfucking teamSpark in the night, ummmm we bout to fightHaters, come and say that shit,Dammit these fools gonna have to take us togetherHow the fuck, ever you want it, get to itSWATS
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(Khujo)The streets making you feel like a real GBut we Georgia finest, our Fulton County fleetYou still putting thangs up in your mouthCause you been pacifired, since you was knee-highAll your life in school, thats the reason why you couldn't learn nothingRunt, at the tender age of 18, books no longer hold your attention spanShort term, but you can sho' enough count that greenSomething you just can't coachDon't sing it, bring itI usually caught me at least one fool a gameYou can only phanthom pain, I don't have toBut don't let me get on a case of this drankLeak to my heart, elevate to my brainMake you wanna walk that plankYou'd better swim motherfuckerCause bullshit don't floatYou are what you eatSee you remind of this goat that I had by the hairs of his chinny-chin-chinCurbing over some yellow rice, you can't do shitMight as well hit the graveyard shiftSomewhere at McDonalds or Burger KingGrab a taste or spill, over some hairs, nobody caresAnd we do assholes that grip leather chairs
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(Big Gipp)I used to hang out, smoke out, fuck out, bang outRun your mouth wrong, got your front tooth took outOn the spot bodies with no heads, no legs, no feetLeft em' out in the open scoping that ass out for weeksNever speaking, busting, breaking brainsBerettas brought the rain back and forthTrigger action, snatch it up, load it upHit the door, gotta call, yo' he at the mallFuck it all, hit em' one, two, three timesI was scared the first shot, but liked the second and thirdLeft him hollering and screaming, dreaming for another chance to liveHad it up yesterday, but today its mineBust your ass one more time, for the niggas on the grindSo go and hide
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We'll I'm just gonna tell youWe ain't bout' that talking homeboy, we'll do itAnd all that acting you doing, we see through itFuck hollering and screaming lets get to it, lets get to it
(Cee-Lo)Now I say my rap reflect the enemyPassion and positive energyY'all talk about killing, it don't surprise meTripping bout' a nigga, don't judge me wiselyBut I ain't bout' to holler or scream at youYou can look in my eyes and tell what I'd doI'm a charge at niggas and you know I'm trueBut goddammit, fuck nigga this one for youI know how it go, I done been out there beforeHeard its goddamn ?time to blow?Stomping niggas down till they don't want no moreTrying to get some Polo's straight out the storeSome gone, some just can't let it goI might laugh and joke, but I'll let a nigga knowI'm the same motherfucker from 84And I still do it in the aftershowAnd I don't like to feel like I'm being triedI ain't bullet-proof, plenty nigga done diedBut I damn sho' ain't finna go and hideI got one on me, and I'm down to rideI ain't trying to say I got all the gameI got fame, but a million I can't claimSo respect me playa, and I'll do the sameBut neither one is guaranteed to have the best aim
hook
(T-Mo)The revolution has begun...........Handle your business playaDevoted to the game, and dope cut-throat ways will get you paid in fullPull a rabbit out the hat trick, magical quickSlick its like a porn flickUmm... Imagine having money so bigIt makes you look like a pigGet your big behindYou remind me of swine with your fat noseStuck in your pose and ?thread bed? that shawtyLame with your game, put it all on the tableGot your label and your fast cars, and your bodyguard looking hardThrowing your cheese, for them rats its snacksI'm like a egg bout' to hatchTony, horny, I'm macaroniCommercialize suckers looking like bustersI'd ride for the kings and queens of my motherfucking teamSpark in the night, ummmm we bout to fightHaters, come and say that shit,Dammit these fools gonna have to take us togetherHow the fuck, ever you want it, get to itSWATS
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(Khujo)The streets making you feel like a real GBut we Georgia finest, our Fulton County fleetYou still putting thangs up in your mouthCause you been pacifired, since you was knee-highAll your life in school, thats the reason why you couldn't learn nothingRunt, at the tender age of 18, books no longer hold your attention spanShort term, but you can sho' enough count that greenSomething you just can't coachDon't sing it, bring itI usually caught me at least one fool a gameYou can only phanthom pain, I don't have toBut don't let me get on a case of this drankLeak to my heart, elevate to my brainMake you wanna walk that plankYou'd better swim motherfuckerCause bullshit don't floatYou are what you eatSee you remind of this goat that I had by the hairs of his chinny-chin-chinCurbing over some yellow rice, you can't do shitMight as well hit the graveyard shiftSomewhere at McDonalds or Burger KingGrab a taste or spill, over some hairs, nobody caresAnd we do assholes that grip leather chairs
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(Big Gipp)I used to hang out, smoke out, fuck out, bang outRun your mouth wrong, got your front tooth took outOn the spot bodies with no heads, no legs, no feetLeft em' out in the open scoping that ass out for weeksNever speaking, busting, breaking brainsBerettas brought the rain back and forthTrigger action, snatch it up, load it upHit the door, gotta call, yo' he at the mallFuck it all, hit em' one, two, three timesI was scared the first shot, but liked the second and thirdLeft him hollering and screaming, dreaming for another chance to liveHad it up yesterday, but today its mineBust your ass one more time, for the niggas on the grindSo go and hide
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