Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Do It to Em, artist - Juicy J. Album song Blue Dream & Lean 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 20.02.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Mixtape
Song language: English
Do It to Em |
I will come creeping through your hood with that gun on my waist |
Tell me what’s the procedure when that gun in your face |
We didn’t come for no talkin we just out here gettin' money |
Out here fucking these hoes my youngins servin' them junkies |
I got partners that smoke, I got bitches that sniff |
I got killers and goons, and they all with the shit |
Send them boys to your home, if you play with my chips |
They gon' come in shoot them choppas bullet shoot through them bricks |
Come in shoot up your house, come and spray up your whip |
I need money, my nigga, save them games for your bitch |
Catch you out on the town, then you shit outta luck |
I don’t play in Milwaukee, but I been bout my buck, hold up |
I see ya got some haters, yeah money a do it |
Shawty do some stands for some change, yeah a money do it |
If I want a nigga dead, yeah money a do it |
If I want it I’ma get it, I got money to do it |
I see ya got some haters, yeah money a do it |
Shawty do some stands for some change, yeah a money do it |
If I want a nigga dead, yeah money a do it |
If I want it I’ma get it, I got money to do it |
Take your bitch home then I’m all up in that pussy |
Old school pimpin' she ain’t fuckin' with no rookie |
Juicy J be cooler than a fan on a ho |
Watch me take her out the club, and drop some bands on that ho (bandz a make |
her dance) |
Buy that bitch a bag, buy that bitch some beans |
I keep her caked up nigga that’s a happy meal |
Full of codeine in my Styrofoam cup |
I can turn a church girl into a stone cold slut |
Bad red bone, puttin' on the show |
No, I’m not gon' wife her cuz she errbody ho |
Fuckin' with them broke niggas, so what is she thinkin'? |
Need to get your mind right, bitch, and come get these Franklins |
I see ya got some haters, yeah money a do it |
Shawty do some stands for some change, yeah a money do it |
If I want a nigga dead, yeah money a do it |
If I want it I’ma get it, I got money to do it |
I see ya got some haters, yeah money a do it |
Shawty do some stands for some change, yeah a money do it |
If I want a nigga dead, yeah money a do it |
If I want it I’ma get it, I got money to do it |
Fuck niggas don’t want to go to war |
Got a AK and a snub nose |
Shut em up, he talkin' shit |
With a ski mask on, and I’m poppin' shit |
Kick in the door, and I leave em dead |
With a aim so precise, two shots to the head |
One for the money, two for the feds |
Lord forgive, but I mean what I said |
All in your house, and I’m looking for a dope |
Cuz I got to get paid or else no hope |
I’m Juicy J, throw with some Taylors' on a boat |
Best believe I’m a pimp, nigga ain’t goin broke |
Ride in the car with a body in the trunk |
Three niggas deep, and we rollin' up a blunt |
Straight to Mississippi, sweatin' off a pilly |
Crazy as hell, you niggas gotta kill me |
You niggas don’t, wanna die, chest out, and they acting hard |
Calico, and a 45, hollow tips, that pull apart |
Keep it G, my G |
Or you could meet your makers, body count stackin' |
I was in Jamaica, with alabis |
I be flyin' by bitin' down I’m flying high |
Hatin' ass niggas gotta die |
If they mad then I’ma let them try |
I could kick a door, or I could snatch a nigga |
My niggas ridin' with me, and they yellin' let’s crack a nigga |
North Memphis fool strapped up with a tool |
Police pulled me over I’ma play it cool |
I ain’t going to jail (no sir) |
I shoot and I run, that’s how a nigga post bail |