What We Gotta Do

Duration

5:11

Genres

Bust It Like Busta

Description

Lyrics

Lyrics to the song what we gotta do by Point One From the Album Single Written By Justin D. Myers Jango and Datpiff.com --intro--- “Complements of the Chef! There It is! You know what it is (-yes I do-) Keep cookin it up Real hard,--------, real raw for um, Pyrex jars unleash the majic, Keep cooking it up, Real hard,-------- Real raw for um,” -Chorus- “Now what we gotta do is? And where we need to go are!!! Cuz we a stay on um!!! You be you,----- You-------, I hear the gangstas hit um, Wit all the girls screemin’ Lyke all the money stackin’ Forever Tru,--- Tru,----“ --Verse 1— “Big bank take little bank Nigga what ya thank, We want some cake We want some ends I need to get some play So whyle they in it Whyle im on the grynd Keep addin up my spinach Try an pimp every bitch that I see To go to get grip How it be? And where am I from You know whats up! You know who I am Not giving a damn fuck baby, Get that shit on the cam. Got cha’ fam and your girls Whatever your mind endures Whatever you find you want So keep on it you punks cant see me keep conc’icious calm and quiet lyke a G since the young age of 13 I stayed in and out of the streets So I close my eyes and contemplate Remember what I did, Reminisce crack in sculls And just remember how hard hit Bitch nigga please!!! I aint gave a fuck-------- This nigga c’hear Be me Too tru Too many people got my back To say I aint gonna bust This glock out Caulk it------- Push it slowly in ya lips Whyle saying you feel that clip Bitch nigga, You feel that kick --------“ ---Chorus/Bridge/Hook----- [ me saying Ha Ha’s] “Complements of the chef Courtesy of the mac Mac a tro’shis pimp shit------- Lick ya lips bitch Ya aint seen that right So you better start looking---- -----Now what we gotta do is And where we need to go are Cuz what!! We gotta stay on um You be--,--You,--You I hear the gangstas hit um Wit all the girls screamin’ Lyke all the money stackin’ Forever tru,-------- ----Tru “ --- Verse 2----- “Now ya momma told me That she wanta be with a thug Yo daddy told me -------That im too damn hard Plus kisses that I get Perceive perception I got a nigga in the wrong direction And yes ----im—stress-in This hearts cold lyke a meet locker Close my eyes I have to put My shades on to reveal What I hide Then unleash everything I am So where ever ive been Standing beneath the street lights Sorry always I sin I ask god to get me out a this shit But it aint happen-in Told what I need to do is Keep continue rappen-in Lyke Im a keep wrap-in up Stay getting fucked up Whyle I sip this morphine Smoke a blunt Dipped in some codeine So I roll it up for me homie Go get my girls lady Then we can ryde Tell the night rollout What,-- See,-- I ,--- don’t shit,------- Bitch niggaz try to cuff wit it Lace my new tan kicks on And go get fucked up wit it!!!!-------,” ----- Outro/Chorus ---- “[Ha Ha’s]” “Courtesy of the chef------- Thought ya know!!!! Ontr-po-newer ---(and that’s me) But im one a them Officially poe niggaz!!! (Ha- Ha) Thought you knew” “ Now what we gotta do is? And where we need to go are!!! Cuz we gon’ stay on um----- You be you---- You----- I hear the gangstas hit um, Wit all the girls screemin’ Lyke all the money stackin’ Forever Tru,--- Tru,----“ Now what we gotta do is? And where we need to go are!!! And we gon’ stay on um----- You be you---- You----- I hear the gangstas hit um, Wit all the girls screemin’ Lyke all the money stackin’ Forever Tru,--- Tru,----“ Forever Tru,--- Tru,----“ You be you---- You----- (Laugh), Ill be Me Im a stay me (shit) Stay like dat!--- Tell your girl to come over right now and ill fuck her (Laughing) Im one a them hard niggas Yeah I aint give a shit!!! Not 1 , now think im playing(nope) (bitch got me fucked up----)” ----End---