LRC歌词
Do What You Like (Amended Version) - Lil' Kim
F/ junior m.a.f.i.a.
[Intro]
QB ya sh*t sh*t is crazy yo
Can't ***** wit you
Fo real
They can't ***** wit you
They can't ***** wit you
What's wrong wit ya'll *****es man
What's wrong wit ya'll niggas man
C'mon The ***** is wrong wit ya'll niggas
Where you at ni**a
C'mon ni**a
Where you at Where you at ni**a c'mon
[Verse 1 Larce 'Banger' Vegas ]
Yo Check em out Yo yo yo
When it's murder on my mind, I do it all the time
Got tombstone flow, wit a casket rhyme
Your gats is plastic, I got platinum nines
With gold shells Banger Vegas tap ya spine
I'm the type to spaz out and take back what's mine
Rep for my hood niggas slingin crack and dimes
Half is mine
So you know it's half my time
In the pen or the box
Wit my man on the ox
We gon do it like we did it on the block
Let's roll
Like wit 60's 30's
40 niggas wit me
Rep ya hood
Rep ya block
Rep ya city
This is me talkin, without the Remy in me
I kick it from the heart, that's why niggas feel me
Show ya'll the true meanin why Banger act willie
Cause I start to spaz and smack a ***** silly
They call Leo Ganza wit the twin nine millis
Yea niggas
Chorus: All (Lil' Kim) [Lil' Cease]
Do what you like (We don't give a *****)
Go head and fight (All my *****es grab a ni**a)
And ***** tonight (It's ya mutha*****in world)
Do what you like, do what you like
Do what you like [You got a mutha*****in gun]
Bust of the nine [All my niggas grab a *****]
And ***** tonight [It's ya mutha*****in world]
Do what you like, do what you like
[Verse 2 Lil' Cease]
Ayo yo ayo
This is for them niggas frontin, don't really want it
My 32 bullets got all ya names on it
Hit em in the brain, niggas slain
Layin dormant
Iced out grenade, wit the big chains on it
New Years blimp Wit B.I.G. name on it
Iceburg sweaters wit Kim name on it
Cease-A-Le Tee wit big blood stain on it
Every time I sign a check, I sign a thug name on it
Niggas got rhymes but they flow's so borin
No stage shows, so forget about tourin
Mad at my team cause my niggas stay scorin
All you gotta do is make a false move and it's warnin
My guns bust
Niggas get wet when it's pourin
Rain down long like Kim gettin dressed in the mornin
Five star general, spit a uzi at ya coffin
Run up in ya crib without a search warrant
Chorus
[Verse 3 Bristal ]
Once again it's on
The mutha*****in psychos M.A.F.I.A.
*****es feel us, we the realest
My Bed Stuy niggas is who I ride for
Send that a** slow like I ride a six four
I'm what ya kids admire
Don't wanna see retire
Got *****es in the pen and in the church choir
Got a new attitude for the Y2K
Same sh*t ni**a try me I'ma blow em away
[Verse 4 Lil Kim]
Ayo move out the way Bris I'm about to hook off
Sick of mutha*****as tryna play us lick we soft
You have any idea how many words I shook off
I'm not havin uh no I'm not havin it
You heard what I said, don't make me raise my voice
And I know ya'll don't want me to call me boys
M.A.F.I.A. we break rules in the club
My whole crews in the club
And girl, don't you hate when *****es be wit the friends
Dancin all wild
Bumpin you again and again
Yea I know That some real punk sh*t
***** that I ain't tryna hear that drunk sh*t
*****es like that get stomped out
You know the rules, beat a ***** till she conk out
Lady what we fear ni**a you like
Give em a ***** invite
It's aiight maybe get ya ***** sucked tonight
Chorus
Outro Lil' Cease (Lil' Kim)
(Ya'll need to cut it out 'fore ya get stomped out)
Yea mutha*****as
All my niggas get high and ***** tonight
It's our mutha*****in world
(Ya'll need to cut it out 'fore ya get stomped out)
Yea
Big shout from the house
Yea Queen Bee
M.A.F.I.A. style
B.I.G. Forever baby
Brooklyn
We gonna let ya'll know
Do what you want
Do what ya like ni**a
It's 2000
YaknowwhatI'msayin
All hell to the Y2Kim baby
GB It's yo turn
All you hoes make a u-turn
Aiight Represent niggas
F/ junior m.a.f.i.a.
[Intro]
QB ya sh*t sh*t is crazy yo
Can't ***** wit you
Fo real
They can't ***** wit you
They can't ***** wit you
What's wrong wit ya'll *****es man
What's wrong wit ya'll niggas man
C'mon The ***** is wrong wit ya'll niggas
Where you at ni**a
C'mon ni**a
Where you at Where you at ni**a c'mon
[Verse 1 Larce 'Banger' Vegas ]
Yo Check em out Yo yo yo
When it's murder on my mind, I do it all the time
Got tombstone flow, wit a casket rhyme
Your gats is plastic, I got platinum nines
With gold shells Banger Vegas tap ya spine
I'm the type to spaz out and take back what's mine
Rep for my hood niggas slingin crack and dimes
Half is mine
So you know it's half my time
In the pen or the box
Wit my man on the ox
We gon do it like we did it on the block
Let's roll
Like wit 60's 30's
40 niggas wit me
Rep ya hood
Rep ya block
Rep ya city
This is me talkin, without the Remy in me
I kick it from the heart, that's why niggas feel me
Show ya'll the true meanin why Banger act willie
Cause I start to spaz and smack a ***** silly
They call Leo Ganza wit the twin nine millis
Yea niggas
Chorus: All (Lil' Kim) [Lil' Cease]
Do what you like (We don't give a *****)
Go head and fight (All my *****es grab a ni**a)
And ***** tonight (It's ya mutha*****in world)
Do what you like, do what you like
Do what you like [You got a mutha*****in gun]
Bust of the nine [All my niggas grab a *****]
And ***** tonight [It's ya mutha*****in world]
Do what you like, do what you like
[Verse 2 Lil' Cease]
Ayo yo ayo
This is for them niggas frontin, don't really want it
My 32 bullets got all ya names on it
Hit em in the brain, niggas slain
Layin dormant
Iced out grenade, wit the big chains on it
New Years blimp Wit B.I.G. name on it
Iceburg sweaters wit Kim name on it
Cease-A-Le Tee wit big blood stain on it
Every time I sign a check, I sign a thug name on it
Niggas got rhymes but they flow's so borin
No stage shows, so forget about tourin
Mad at my team cause my niggas stay scorin
All you gotta do is make a false move and it's warnin
My guns bust
Niggas get wet when it's pourin
Rain down long like Kim gettin dressed in the mornin
Five star general, spit a uzi at ya coffin
Run up in ya crib without a search warrant
Chorus
[Verse 3 Bristal ]
Once again it's on
The mutha*****in psychos M.A.F.I.A.
*****es feel us, we the realest
My Bed Stuy niggas is who I ride for
Send that a** slow like I ride a six four
I'm what ya kids admire
Don't wanna see retire
Got *****es in the pen and in the church choir
Got a new attitude for the Y2K
Same sh*t ni**a try me I'ma blow em away
[Verse 4 Lil Kim]
Ayo move out the way Bris I'm about to hook off
Sick of mutha*****as tryna play us lick we soft
You have any idea how many words I shook off
I'm not havin uh no I'm not havin it
You heard what I said, don't make me raise my voice
And I know ya'll don't want me to call me boys
M.A.F.I.A. we break rules in the club
My whole crews in the club
And girl, don't you hate when *****es be wit the friends
Dancin all wild
Bumpin you again and again
Yea I know That some real punk sh*t
***** that I ain't tryna hear that drunk sh*t
*****es like that get stomped out
You know the rules, beat a ***** till she conk out
Lady what we fear ni**a you like
Give em a ***** invite
It's aiight maybe get ya ***** sucked tonight
Chorus
Outro Lil' Cease (Lil' Kim)
(Ya'll need to cut it out 'fore ya get stomped out)
Yea mutha*****as
All my niggas get high and ***** tonight
It's our mutha*****in world
(Ya'll need to cut it out 'fore ya get stomped out)
Yea
Big shout from the house
Yea Queen Bee
M.A.F.I.A. style
B.I.G. Forever baby
Brooklyn
We gonna let ya'll know
Do what you want
Do what ya like ni**a
It's 2000
YaknowwhatI'msayin
All hell to the Y2Kim baby
GB It's yo turn
All you hoes make a u-turn
Aiight Represent niggas
文本歌词
Do What You Like (Amended Version) - Lil' KimF/ junior m.a.f.i.a.
QB ya sh*t sh*t is crazy yoCan't ***** wit youFo realThey can't ***** wit youThey can't ***** wit youWhat's wrong wit ya'll *****es manWhat's wrong wit ya'll niggas manC'mon The ***** is wrong wit ya'll niggasWhere you at ni**aC'mon ni**aWhere you at Where you at ni**a c'mon
Yo Check em out Yo yo yoWhen it's murder on my mind, I do it all the timeGot tombstone flow, wit a casket rhymeYour gats is plastic, I got platinum ninesWith gold shells Banger Vegas tap ya spineI'm the type to spaz out and take back what's mineRep for my hood niggas slingin crack and dimesHalf is mineSo you know it's half my timeIn the pen or the boxWit my man on the oxWe gon do it like we did it on the blockLet's rollLike wit 60's 30's40 niggas wit meRep ya hoodRep ya blockRep ya cityThis is me talkin, without the Remy in meI kick it from the heart, that's why niggas feel meShow ya'll the true meanin why Banger act willieCause I start to spaz and smack a ***** sillyThey call Leo Ganza wit the twin nine millisYea niggasChorus: All (Lil' Kim)
Do what you like (We don't give a *****)Go head and fight (All my *****es grab a ni**a)And ***** tonight (It's ya mutha*****in world)Do what you like, do what you likeDo what you like
Bust of the nine
And ***** tonight
Do what you like, do what you like
Ayo yo ayoThis is for them niggas frontin, don't really want itMy 32 bullets got all ya names on itHit em in the brain, niggas slainLayin dormantIced out grenade, wit the big chains on itNew Years blimp Wit B.I.G. name on itIceburg sweaters wit Kim name on itCease-A-Le Tee wit big blood stain on itEvery time I sign a check, I sign a thug name on itNiggas got rhymes but they flow's so borinNo stage shows, so forget about tourinMad at my team cause my niggas stay scorinAll you gotta do is make a false move and it's warninMy guns bustNiggas get wet when it's pourinRain down long like Kim gettin dressed in the morninFive star general, spit a uzi at ya coffinRun up in ya crib without a search warrantChorus
Once again it's onThe mutha*****in psychos M.A.F.I.A.*****es feel us, we the realestMy Bed Stuy niggas is who I ride forSend that a** slow like I ride a six fourI'm what ya kids admireDon't wanna see retireGot *****es in the pen and in the church choirGot a new attitude for the Y2KSame sh*t ni**a try me I'ma blow em away
Ayo move out the way Bris I'm about to hook offSick of mutha*****as tryna play us lick we softYou have any idea how many words I shook offI'm not havin uh no I'm not havin itYou heard what I said, don't make me raise my voiceAnd I know ya'll don't want me to call me boysM.A.F.I.A. we break rules in the clubMy whole crews in the clubAnd girl, don't you hate when *****es be wit the friendsDancin all wildBumpin you again and againYea I know That some real punk sh*t***** that I ain't tryna hear that drunk sh*t*****es like that get stomped outYou know the rules, beat a ***** till she conk outLady what we fear ni**a you likeGive em a ***** inviteIt's aiight maybe get ya ***** sucked tonightChorusOutro Lil' Cease (Lil' Kim)(Ya'll need to cut it out 'fore ya get stomped out)Yea mutha*****asAll my niggas get high and ***** tonightIt's our mutha*****in world(Ya'll need to cut it out 'fore ya get stomped out)YeaBig shout from the houseYea Queen BeeM.A.F.I.A. styleB.I.G. Forever babyBrooklynWe gonna let ya'll knowDo what you wantDo what ya like ni**aIt's 2000YaknowwhatI'msayinAll hell to the Y2Kim babyGB It's yo turnAll you hoes make a u-turnAiight Represent niggas
QB ya sh*t sh*t is crazy yoCan't ***** wit youFo realThey can't ***** wit youThey can't ***** wit youWhat's wrong wit ya'll *****es manWhat's wrong wit ya'll niggas manC'mon The ***** is wrong wit ya'll niggasWhere you at ni**aC'mon ni**aWhere you at Where you at ni**a c'mon
Yo Check em out Yo yo yoWhen it's murder on my mind, I do it all the timeGot tombstone flow, wit a casket rhymeYour gats is plastic, I got platinum ninesWith gold shells Banger Vegas tap ya spineI'm the type to spaz out and take back what's mineRep for my hood niggas slingin crack and dimesHalf is mineSo you know it's half my timeIn the pen or the boxWit my man on the oxWe gon do it like we did it on the blockLet's rollLike wit 60's 30's40 niggas wit meRep ya hoodRep ya blockRep ya cityThis is me talkin, without the Remy in meI kick it from the heart, that's why niggas feel meShow ya'll the true meanin why Banger act willieCause I start to spaz and smack a ***** sillyThey call Leo Ganza wit the twin nine millisYea niggasChorus: All (Lil' Kim)
Do what you like (We don't give a *****)Go head and fight (All my *****es grab a ni**a)And ***** tonight (It's ya mutha*****in world)Do what you like, do what you likeDo what you like
Bust of the nine
And ***** tonight
Do what you like, do what you like
Ayo yo ayoThis is for them niggas frontin, don't really want itMy 32 bullets got all ya names on itHit em in the brain, niggas slainLayin dormantIced out grenade, wit the big chains on itNew Years blimp Wit B.I.G. name on itIceburg sweaters wit Kim name on itCease-A-Le Tee wit big blood stain on itEvery time I sign a check, I sign a thug name on itNiggas got rhymes but they flow's so borinNo stage shows, so forget about tourinMad at my team cause my niggas stay scorinAll you gotta do is make a false move and it's warninMy guns bustNiggas get wet when it's pourinRain down long like Kim gettin dressed in the morninFive star general, spit a uzi at ya coffinRun up in ya crib without a search warrantChorus
Once again it's onThe mutha*****in psychos M.A.F.I.A.*****es feel us, we the realestMy Bed Stuy niggas is who I ride forSend that a** slow like I ride a six fourI'm what ya kids admireDon't wanna see retireGot *****es in the pen and in the church choirGot a new attitude for the Y2KSame sh*t ni**a try me I'ma blow em away
Ayo move out the way Bris I'm about to hook offSick of mutha*****as tryna play us lick we softYou have any idea how many words I shook offI'm not havin uh no I'm not havin itYou heard what I said, don't make me raise my voiceAnd I know ya'll don't want me to call me boysM.A.F.I.A. we break rules in the clubMy whole crews in the clubAnd girl, don't you hate when *****es be wit the friendsDancin all wildBumpin you again and againYea I know That some real punk sh*t***** that I ain't tryna hear that drunk sh*t*****es like that get stomped outYou know the rules, beat a ***** till she conk outLady what we fear ni**a you likeGive em a ***** inviteIt's aiight maybe get ya ***** sucked tonightChorusOutro Lil' Cease (Lil' Kim)(Ya'll need to cut it out 'fore ya get stomped out)Yea mutha*****asAll my niggas get high and ***** tonightIt's our mutha*****in world(Ya'll need to cut it out 'fore ya get stomped out)YeaBig shout from the houseYea Queen BeeM.A.F.I.A. styleB.I.G. Forever babyBrooklynWe gonna let ya'll knowDo what you wantDo what ya like ni**aIt's 2000YaknowwhatI'msayinAll hell to the Y2Kim babyGB It's yo turnAll you hoes make a u-turnAiight Represent niggas
