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Fecha:2009-04-27 06:46:56
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1. Getting Money - (with Nicole Wray)
2. Bay Bay, A
3. Doin' My Thang - (with Big Poppa)
4. New Fashion
5. Hand Clap, The - (with Big Poppa/Hollyhood Bay Bay)
6. Walk Like That
7. Touch Me
8. Leaving You
9. Do Something
10. Bang - (with Big Poppa/Bigg Redd)
11. Beat in My Trunk
12. Playas Rock - (with Boxie)
13. Momma - (with Nicole Wray)
14. Bay Bay, A - (The Ratchet Remix, with Jadakiss/E-40/Baby/The Game/Lil' Boosie/Angie Locc)
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Do Something
Letra de la canción
Ay, Ay
Ay say dis real rite here ya heard me niggas jus don't neva stop hatin
Ay
I think somebody tryna do me somethin
Do something cuz I can't sleep
Do something and
I'm nervous when I eat
Do something and I ain't even got no beef
Do something but it feel
Like I got beef
Do something
Cuz I ain't slept in a week
Do something and I ain't takin a
Step outta my door without that heat
Do something
I think somebody tryna do me something
Cuz I cant sleep my mama cooked a meal for me
But i
Cant eat its too much shit on my mind
I can't stop thinkin bout dyin
So whoeva cross that
Line
You gon get dat 45 my daddy jus got home
But they jus came and got my nigga, poor
Victor feelin got caught up wit two choppas and a pistol and I'm beginning to hate these rap
Niggas real fast put my name on a track im gon come where you at and blast just the other day
I almost had to do a nigga he thought I was go fight him
But I wus gon shoot a nigga now i
Know that sound fucked up
But I aint got no time soon as you whip a nigga he jus gon go get
His iron, His nine
Or his rugle
Howeva he wanna do ya I aint thinkin
I aint talkin
I aint, Boxing
Ima shoot ya his nine or his rugle
Howeva he wanna do ya I aint thinkin
I aint, Talkin
I aint boxing ima shoot ya
I think somebody tryna do me something
I see him lookin come play me like a rookie
Watch
How quick I leave you shooken I hop outta the bushes wit that thang like surprise
And if you
Try to run then that choppa knock off yo thighs lalalalalalala
Take off I'll shoot off
Yo tires me an my clique be posted up on the block
Wuts yo sign
Get em up
But back to the
Subject of how these hataz wish me death
I peeped the way these niggas try to play me to the
Left so I keep the k off in the trunk
I'm heated when I step
Cuz beefin ain't beefin until
You stop somebody breath and if we creepin
I'm creepin
Bussin til it ain't nuthin left if
We creepin
I'm creepin bussin til it ain't nuthin left
Like dat
Do something
Do something
Do something
Nigga do something do something
Do something
Do, Something
Nigga do somehting
I remember one sunday we hit the scene
It was packed
Sittin on 22's wit the paint wet black
Me an my nigga he got my back
I got his back dem hoes standing on top of the car shakin cat
We finna do a show
So we pull the truck to the back but when I hit the door
Them niggas
Ain't know how to act dem hoes grabbin on my chain
Pullin on my plaits dey want me to take
Em home and hit em from the back but when we got outside
Them pussy niggas wus hatin
Actin
Like he wanna do me something but he fakin I asked him wut it wus wit no fuckin hesitation
One false move ima leave you shakin on the pavement I had a funny feeling that something was
Going on
Nigga wanna do me something cuz im ridin on chrome I had a funny feeling that
Something was going on
Nigga wanna do me something cuz im ridin on chrome
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