things so blind Do what you do (But know why you're doing it) Do what you do for fun Do what you do (But know why you're doing it) You're the only one
Translation: G.B.H.. Do What You Do.
a stranger in a foreign land. A boy with a gun and no name, seeks compassion with a girl in hand. When your conscience taps you on the shoulder, you'
follow things so blind. Do what you do (but know why you're doing it). Do what you do for fun. Do what you do (but know why you're doing it). You're
The end of a decade closes in, the oppressed fight back but still can't win. A blind eye sees more than pain, expressions on heads look so feign. Four
niggaz, me, B.I., Puff, Lox, whoever Black Rob If you wanna dance, we dance Verse One: Mase Now trick what? Lace who? That ain't what Mase do Got
Diddy] + (Notorious B.I.G.) Yeah! (one) As we proceed to give you what you need (One, two...) It's all fucked up now What the fuck y'all gonna do now? [
(What the hell are you waiting for?) Look what you made me do, look what I made for you Knew if I paid my dues, how will they pay you When you first
I, N to the G I don't know how he treat you, how they do it where you at But all I'm tryin' to say is you should know me like that You don't know me like that, you
under my skin, frontin' like you g-g-g-get it You keep runnin ya mouth like them broads do I gotta learn you, like a school do Cuz clearly you don't have
And when you walk by I couldn't do nothin' but watch 'Cause I know you wit' a cat who ain't treatin' you right And if you wanna be happy you should leave
can I kiss you, let me lick you Show you what your body made for, you're official You could be my baby mama lookin' like that What you drink, champagne or Cognac What you
got you If you relentless they can't stop you let 'em hang, they gone watch you Yeah, we the enemies of the world, won't let no territories homie You
touch this cake Mark ass niggas, stay the fuck up out my way I be true O.G., you can quote what I say I'm a H-town nigga from around the way Southside
go to talkin' off the wall I put a par in they shit I'm the original gangsta, I'll tell you how I do it I take niggaz from the jump when they step to
actions that be comin' out When you in Magic City, you be carryin' a lot of clout But trickin' ain't the route, that's even if you got it There's a method to you
do it for the hood I do it cause you can't You suckers wish you could Ricky Ross is in the bank Guess who? Guess what? Under investigation, so what?
Do somethin' to 'em they dialin' out Everybody lookin' at you like you foulin' out Every hood everywhere that's what it's now about The shootas is half your age Give you
