Blu - Doin Somethin lyrics

(Intro) Ayo, this the wordsful El Prezident, El Prez I’m here with the rest of the n***as: New Wes, Blu, Pac Div UNI, J Davey, Tiron, Ayomari, aye yall (Hook) My n***a gotta live, my n***a gotta live My n***a gotta live, my n***a gotta live (Verse) Yeah k**a Cali, up top like a n***a Fowley playin park ball Something like a young Nate Archibald Lower than my arts draws like Warhols, ugly like warhogs We gather round sports bars and court yards Lookin for Double D’s like that report cards She lookin for millionaires with sports cars She end up with broke n***as and p**n stars School never meant much, I rather kick rhymes and count big bucks sponsored links Rather hit dames who got big bu*ts Rather get miles, we just live once, why not get it? These labels are in business to get bucks Moral of the story – don’t get f**ed With the right to impress yo mind We gotta cut it short, look I’m pressin time (Verse) Said I always been a man plus none of my girls had the flat a** They let the Jim Carrey battem like my a** I’m a permanent stain up on yo brain That made up love supreme, no John Coltrane Saluting to lieutenant, I play the earth wind and fire Minus the water, call me Captain Planet Creator of the earth and the giver of rain I strike thunder in yo lightning, n***a watch what you say Pray to Allah I can’t even begin this, setting D’s, I hope you’re taping this Minus Mariah, f**ing b**hes snap turn at this age Born in that dirty South, and the flies that we put in don’t believe that you atheist (Verse) Uh ayo, wutchu call God on a rap? Wu Tang laid in the shade like head tracks, toupe Kool Aid, potter in the pound Something wrong? Young tune hung like d**, lunch Peak on rewind sunshine, ganja Mind in front of the yall probably Legals in space bar, hot technology Got 80 babies on that Viacom, stop me Even rain goes to ride, come tsunamis Blue beach, I get in the mist, karate Chop beats meets the aki Not needs, blocks like keys but we unlock these Buy lean, how could you say that we not G? Weight of the world on these shoulders, stop me (Verse) Parallel parking, no power steering Clearing, air it and there in a bang in a spot Dreaming like I’m Captain Kirk, wuddup Scott, ock? Guess I’m hard but layin, k**in birds got mocked, rock With a cold heart, result to blancos, See bank roll s through peep holes Peep in time, no pesos, pay roll turns me on Like a born hop s*uts, spatulation talk with nuts Dick up in a rent pipe, a** right, cheech right So what it is? Tryna live what like this Minus b**h n***a that go like they made from a rig (Hook) My n***a gotta live, my n***a gotta live My n***a gotta live, my n***a gotta live (Verse) You can’t talk slick to a can of oil You can’t talk fly sh** to a falcon You lookin sad Mike, you’re so cool I say you’re damn right, b**h buy my album Throw a n***a on the blog and I rock thousands Yea n***a on the job and I’m not countin Zoomin up, I’m with the emblem with the black stallion Got these b**hes and I’m in a middle life malbe Triple X rated, we from the west baby Today I’m getting high, homie I’m frustrated Cuz I want success, I guess I’m just anxious It’s always on my mind, I feel like a f**in rapist (Verse) I aspire to be iconic And it’s ironic how I can’t get out a pocket like your wallet In my city with no college and I fit it, feelin like I hit a Philly really high Not really, but kinda like it though Five Michael flow, peace to Weezy out of rykers But I’m writin for them lifers that unlike me had a writer’s block For lack of an Iverson cross so maybe guidance talkin to em In that lightin which I’m walkin to, I kick that You call it science lyin like I ain’t applyin This sh** like religion, listen n***as tuck on the pivot I’m shootin and hittin every shot, and I ain’t even hotchis Sizzling sh** get fizzling b**h (Verse) I rather skate backwards, sick like cancer Dirty rat ba*tard, bow to the master Take take take it, if you want it I’ll give it I’ll k** it for the sure man, come get with it (Verse) Pike up the bong, bang a gong, get it on Lend a list lumps for the chumps get gone Aggressive, so what may seem wrong It’s major, hit the sky high wave pager Lowlife poster, hash is my ashtray Roll stiff, west coast sh**, let’s toast it Feelin ferocious, just my wife The bug, to right, excites the low light Guess who, that guy is in Like eggs on grits b**h ask a friend You smoking serves gangs with a 3rd brain Race palms hard is the main thing (Verse) I break bread and ribs 100$ bills, peel out buckets with the datings for the wheels The block get hard, n***as bangin like Shaquille Them fishy a** n***as, we just shake em from the real Slake em when we bill wipe Thinkin with the mill, my n***as at the table But you fake it and you squeal Now shake it with the broad, it’s just Jason in the thrill A southern Cal n***a but my fragrance from Brazil, steel Catch me out in Austin with the Texas toast Them thick white girls get ahead in vote It was written we was leavin with the freshest quotes Gotta live, we get it off the chest and go Go go go (Verse) Let me go let me go let me go let me go let me go But I open the door Don’t put it on should an old n***a go n***a go But I’m all for the coast Hope that it both to the floor bout the time you reach to die You look in her eyes frozen safe, we should dive now What will it be? What would it be? Wake up b**h I feel what could it be? My shoe size f**in huge, now could it be him? Better head back to the beehive We died and get return now Believe these creeps please feel quicker than you work how We could leave no bird trail, no fingerprints, no perfume You can’t compare to the debonair That we better dug, dog cover that Country got no challenges, I don’t even know bout child n***as Now we smoke for all the whip up Please excuse these amatures