Hoodrich Pablo Juan - Don't Do That lyrics

[Hook/Chorus] .45 on me, big gun I have the paper, n---a, better get some These b-----s with me and I ain’t gotta pick one (?) b---h, brick on my left arm Poured up a four, Brett Favre V12 engine, NASCAR Don’t do that, my n---a, quick draw Big Ahk in Louis, Farrakhan Don’t do that, my n---a, you won’t make it far Don’t do that, my n---a, strapped up like a cop Don’t do that, my n---a, I’m ready for war Pull up with dirty sticks in a stolen car How you gon’ rob me? N---a, I rob My n----s with me, what the f--k you think they job? Don’t do that, my n---a, that won’t be smart Don’t do that, my n---a, don’t do that, my n---a [Verse 1] We on the f--k s--t, bust out a rip We pushing up quick if you running your lip We got more guns than T.I.P (?) rocket on me while I’m at Phipps Got a brand new foreign, that b---h got shipped F--k on a stripper, that b---h got some hips Blue hundreds in my pocket, they got Crips Don’t do that, my n---a, your a-s will get k**ed 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 stinking my breath like that pumpernickel You a p---y n---a, I don’t f--k with you We gon’ pull up and then take it, we crushing n----s We gon’ pull up and then take it, we crushing n----s [Hook/Chorus] .45 on me, big gun I have the paper, n---a, better get some These b-----s with me and I ain’t gotta pick one (?) b---h, brick on my left arm Poured up a four, Brett Favre V12 engine, NASCAR Don’t do that, my n---a, quick draw Big Ahk in Louis, Farrakhan Don’t do that, my n---a, you won’t make it far Don’t do that, my n---a, strapped up like a cop Don’t do that, my n---a, I’m ready for war Pull up with dirty sticks in a stolen car How you gon’ rob me? N---a, I rob My n----s with me, what the f--k you think they job? Don’t do that, my n---a, that won’t be smart Don’t do that, my n---a, don’t do that, my n---a [Verse 2] I hang with the dealers and robbers, my n---a (?) 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 n----s don’t stop till they complete the mission I go hard on these n----s like the old-school Pistons I pull up and aired it out, these n----s s------g My n----s hungry, you the dinner dish These n----s really soft like New Edition Don’t do that, my n---a, you better listen You can see the lean I drank when I’m p-----g Look broke? N---a, better get fixing Shoot with good aim and I’m consistent Two guns, Eastwood, Clinton [Hook/Chorus] .45 on me, big gun I have the paper, n---a, better get some These b-----s with me and I ain’t gotta pick one (?) b---h, brick on my left arm Poured up a four, Brett Favre V12 engine, NASCAR Don’t do that, my n---a, quick draw Big Ahk in Louis, Farrakhan Don’t do that, my n---a, you won’t make it far Don’t do that, my n---a, strapped up like a cop Don’t do that, my n---a, I’m ready for war Pull up with dirty sticks in a stolen car How you gon’ rob me? N---a, I rob My n----s with me, what the f--k you think they job? Don’t do that, my n---a, that won’t be smart Don’t do that, my n---a, don’t do that, my n---a