Termanology - You Ain't Gon Do sh**! lyrics

[Intro:] Jerk fuse [Audio Sample - Kevin Hart] You ain't go do sh**! n***aa You ain't go do sh** You ain't go do it You ain't go do sh** You ain't go do it You ain't go do sh** You ain't go do it [Verse 1:] Cause the blocka don't change And I'm rocking my J's And I'm poppin that Kay Gotta drop of that sway Mike outta ma face Look at that At the scale that we at We goin make a hundred plays Put the weed in the bag We got that blue cheese I took these 2gs Turned them to a few gs Go and look at my ice Got a hammer got a knife But I rip this center up one time Your life Betta get this sh** right Clips don't go off in the middle night It's a challenge not to get blood on ma New Balance My whole crew violent Freddy Krueger dude be wildin' We wid some Dukes of Hazzard Rolling wid some Nubian things Is on our face Dutch lace Bed lookin white as Santa And its from that work Gotta double that perk What's under that skirt Girl show me what worth I come from that dirt Where the guns go bezerk Dealers come thru in [?] Tryna f** around and flirt With that You'd be comfy in the casket I built Lest you pa**ing me bills No way I'm rappin for real It's bomb threat Faml ST double scholars Watch me take them to church Then we hit em where it hurt [Chorus:] We live in hard times Homie it's a recession My mind blocked We don't leave without the Smith n Wesson Go'on pop the trunk Show you my little buddy Betta keep it all smiles Cause things could get ugly Said we ready Yea we ready Said we ready for the dope Homie you better be ready Cause them things we let em go We let em go[x8] [Verse 2:] Yeah Ready Big steel in my lap like strippers Bullets cut a n***a head like clippers Got a hundred rounds on pig k**a Like quick pull the trigga Betta ya mama go'n miss ya Wish a n***a would try me Two shots bang bang D-I-E Slow n***a Do a ho n***a Triple 8 show you 4 mo' n***a 357 that's hammer time First 48 that's camera time Gotta wife beat on she camera shy Canon in my hand I'm a camera guy Big gun on waist I wear that b**h just like my father would Cause I'm gettin money so I keep that kay for haters having none Full clip for that bullsh** Cause that bullsh** you get no play Pull the trigger back Put it to a n***a head Then get a n***a scalp like You don't play That's D-O-A Dead on arrival Put him in a box Tell the doc can't save em Kick his a** to the ground Then throw him in the dirt Cause it hurt Now the doc can't save em [Chorus]