Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Don't Do That, artist - HoodRich Pablo Juan. Album song Designer Drugz 3, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 12.10.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: EMPIRE, Hoodrich, MONY POWR RSPT
Song language: English
Don't Do That |
.45 on me, big gun |
I’m havin' paper, nigga, better get some |
Two bitches with me and I ain’t gotta pick one |
Lit in this bitch, brick on my left arm |
Poured up a four, Brett Favre |
V12 engine, NASCAR |
Don’t do that, my nigga, quick draw |
Big Ahk in Louis, Farrakhan |
Don’t do that, my nigga, won’t make it far |
Don’t do that, my nigga, strapped up like a cop |
Don’t do that, my nigga, I’m ready for war |
Pull up with dirty sticks in a stolen car |
How you gon' rob me? |
Nigga, I rob |
My niggas with me, what the fuck you think they job? |
Don’t do that, my nigga, that won’t be smart |
Don’t do that, my nigga, don’t do that, my nigga |
We on the fuck shit, bust out a rip |
We pushing up quick if you running your lip |
We got more guns than T.I.P |
Pocket rocket on me while I’m at Phipps |
Got a brand new foreign, that bitch got shipped |
Fuck on a stripper, that bitch got some hips |
Blue hundreds in my pocket, they got Crips |
Don’t do that, my nigga, your ass will get killed |
Ooh, hold the pot, pour the lean with the tip |
I got the cookies, got milk? |
That draco shoot good with that rubber grip |
Glock 40, Goyard with a couple clips |
I’ve been stacking my bread like that pumpernickel |
You a pussy nigga, I don’t fuck with you |
We gon' pull up and then take it, we crushing niggas |
We gon' pull up and then take it, we crushing niggas |
.45 on me, big gun |
I’m havin' paper, nigga, better get some |
Two bitches with me and I ain’t gotta pick one |
Lit in this bitch, brick on my left arm |
Poured up a four, Brett Favre |
V12 engine, NASCAR |
Don’t do that, my nigga, quick draw |
Big Ahk in Louis, Farrakhan |
Don’t do that, my nigga, won’t make it far |
Don’t do that, my nigga, strapped up like a cop |
Don’t do that, my nigga, I’m ready for war |
Pull up with dirty sticks in a stolen car |
How you gon' rob me? |
Nigga, I rob |
My niggas with me, what the fuck you think they job? |
Don’t do that, my nigga, that won’t be smart |
Don’t do that, my nigga, don’t do that, my nigga |
I hang with the dealers and robbers, my nigga |
Came with some killers, they hand on the trigger |
Got bananas for monkeys, don’t make me peel them |
Fresh out the back, go get the pistol |
He went to the Feds, I heard he was snitching |
Don’t come around here, you gon' end up missing |
My niggas don’t stop till they complete the mission |
I go hard on these niggas like the old-school Pistons |
I pull up and aired it out, these niggas shitting |
My niggas hungry, you the dinner dish |
These niggas really soft like New Edition |
Don’t do that, my nigga, you better listen |
You can see the lean I drank when I’m pissing |
You a broke nigga, better get fixing |
Shoot with good aim and I’m consistent |
Two guns, Eastwood, Clinton |
.45 on me, big gun |
I’m havin' paper, nigga, better get some |
Two bitches with me and I ai |
n’t |
gotta pick one |
Lit in this bitch, brick on my left arm |
Poured up a four, Brett Favre |
V12 engine, NASCAR |
Don’t do that, my nigga, quick draw |
Big Ahk in Louis, Farrakhan |
Don’t do that, my nigga, won’t make it far |
Don’t do that, my nigga, strapped up like a cop |
Don’t do that, my nigga, I’m ready for war |
Pull up with dirty sticks in a stolen car |
How you gon' rob me? |
Nigga, I rob |
My niggas with me, what the fuck you think they job? |
Don’t do that, my nigga, that won’t be smart |
Don’t do that, my nigga, don’t do that, my nigga |