Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song What U Want Do, artist - B.G.. Date of issue: 10.11.1997
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
What U Want Do |
| This ain’t even much the half of it ya heard me? |
| (no indeed no indeed) |
| Part of it. |
| that guerilla warfare gon be the whole of it |
| (yes indeed yes indeed) |
| Check it out. |
| Baby gangsta motherfucker -- fake nigga head bussa |
| If i don’t know ya dont trust ya If i don’t trust ya then fuck ya Keep my finger on the trigga. |
| gotta think on the next nigga |
| Out to have thangs i hustle hard for 6 figures |
| Raised up thugged out, keep the fuckin gauge out |
| Hoe shit done played out ya whole posse laid out |
| Birds and money that's all that excite me Fuck bitches i'm bout money that's all that entice me President lover, undercover, ain't another like me You get a ki half price from columbia fuckin with b Believe it's just in me to be a |
| real soldier |
| Gats i load, slip you dont value what’s on ya shoulder |
| Now i done told ya -- the streets is real all the time |
| Gotta survive the game nigga i’ma die for mine |
| I ain’t lyin. |
| i do what the fuck i gotta do Shoot who i gotta shoot if ya outside my crew |
| Numbers 2−2-6, lotta buster playa hate it Takin off like delta cause manny fresh can’t be faded |
| I’m a young nigga. |
| hard nigga. |
| street nigga |
| Tryna get on my feet i creep you sleep six feet deep |
| I’m dangerous. |
| i slang raw i don’t cut it If i profit or not, as long as ya loaded then fuck it Yo head is a banana, squeal and get peeled |
| Feel what come out my grill it’s a must i keep it real nigga |
| What cha wan do nigga |
| How ya wan do it When ya wan do it we could get straight to it You could take it how ya wanna |
| Bring it how ya feel |
| Accept it in blood cuz |
| Ya get it how ya live nigga |
| Fuck all that assholin nigga lets beef |
| Remember i’m the one that said 'take it to the streets' |
| Twerk somthin, handle up nigga, shake somthin |
| Got a k with a drum -- and i’m ready to spray somthin |
| Lay it down. |
| make the wrong move. |
| checkmate |
| Think again. |
| you sendin peace messages, it’s too late |
| Tryin to recuperate. |
| after we left ya in the dust |
| Big boy can’t fuck with us retaliation is a must |
| Baby gangsta, grim reaper, death bringer |
| Assault rifle banger. |
| got a itchy trigger finger |
| I let em hang-a…what you niggaz say you gon do me, do it man |
| Underestimate in this war you gon lose it man |
| Got a ar… 15 i mean |
| D.o.a when i hit the scene nahmean? |
| It’s a bust-back thang nigga grab yo shit |
| I come behind limo tint with the optimo lit |
| Bust open the 911, let me take my hit |
| Y’all done started, you can’t quit |
| I’m rushin with a monster blitz |
| Lights out like the eclipse, rookies tryin to battle us Cockin and be bout poppin nigga its time to hanlde up All these. |
| jive niggaz wan rep on me Knowin they ain’t bout to step cross martin luther king |
| All these other initials besides u.p.t, and h.b. |
| -- |
| Don’t mean nothin to the b. |
| g |
| I’m ready to get down and dirty bout my place in this biz |
| Let a nigga take me down after all this time? |
| shiiiit |
| I’m a uptown shiner, bout takin what’s mine-a |
| Used to spin bins in camerys and pathfinders |
| That’s just to remind you, niggaz that tryin to Fade lil doogie slip nigga ill down you |
| Me and my rounds come through set trippin |
| Gettin it how we live and, takin respect ain’t given |
| 50 rounds out each assault rifle we deliverin |
| Scary motha fuckaz… on ya block in each ya shiverin |
| Fuckin with the b.g., cash money goin broke |
| Puttin change on niggaz brains behind me |