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do it - yungeen ace lyrics

[intro]
these n*ggas be tryin’, these n*ggas be hungry, these n*ggas be—, huh (haha)
ayy, f*ck you say?
(havok)
huh, ayy, there it go, ayy, there it go, ayy, it thirsty
alright, let me go

[chorus]
every car i’m in, these b*tches tinted, ayy (these b*tches tinted, man)

bend the block, wе blitzin’ sh*t just like we playin’ madden (come here)
mad as f*ck, i threw the drac’ away, got a body on one that’s been through it (f*ck)

[verse 1]
seven days a week, we run this b*tch, we spinnin’ (uh*huh, we spinnin’)
any day this week, i bet a n*gga come up missin’ (he come up)
n*gga better stay on point (what), he better not be out here slippin’
ayy, let’s call his b*tch, these b*tches up in here (yeah, that’s true)
ayy, n*gga be tryin’ and sh*t, n*gga be dyin’ and sh*t, uh, uh (these n*ggas be dyin’)
tell him go free that ho ‘fore tillie go blam the b*tch, uh, uh (k!ll that ho)
yeah, i was mad, lil’ bro, we don’t even much play that sh*t
opps be laughing, it’s makin’ these diss and next thing you know, they was burying a b*tch (aight, bet)
we be laughin’, n*gga, but this sh*t serious (sh*t serious)
when we in the city, we owe them all amiris (we owe them, grrah)
f*ck them n*ggas and passin’, n*ggas ain’t really on sh*t (these n*ggas b*tches)
n*gga gon’ go to my park, take a picture and sh*t, like, what, n*gga? (like n*gga)
stand on business when you see me, shots fired, he paralyzed, he couldn’t walk (ooh), he couldn’t believe it (ah, ooh, i’m hit)
trouble, trouble, trouble, trouble (trouble), he ain’t want trouble (haha, baow)
this close, you a lucky motherf*cker (step on that, huh)
ar fully, this b*tch stutter
[bridge]
haha, ayy, these n*ggas better watch they moves
hold on, ayy, watch what i say
f*ck that, hold on (f*ck it, do that)
ayy, i’m going back in
knock these n*ggas down like they a bowling pin (okay)
devil child, god know i sin (grr)
he hide in the house, we coming in (go)

[verse 2]
n*ggas know we spin for real (spin for real), the way they dying (the way they dying)
n*ggas know we k!ll for real (k!ll for real)
he gon’ roof ’em down (gon’ roof ’em down)
plug called, hold on (h*llo), get back to the money
sosa called (hold on), pack gone, gotta put the bread on somethin’ (on his top)

[chorus]
every car i’m in, these b*tches tinted, ayy (these b*tches tinted, man)

bend the block, we blitzin’ sh*t just like we playin’ madden (come here)
mad as f*ck, i threw the drac’ away, got a body on one that’s been through it (f*ck)

[outro]
do it
f*ck you sayin’, n*gga? go do it
this b*tch is on the list, he gon’ do it

- yungeen ace lyrics

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