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Yeah, yeah Get your ass up and hurr' up, uh Ice Cube, baby Ninety-nine, baby I'm on the grind, baby All the time, baby Show me something You can do it, put your back into it (uh) I can do it, put your ass into it (uh-huh) You can do it, put your back into it (yeah) I can do it, put your ass into it Put your back into it Put your ass into it Tick, tick, boom Hear me banging down these back streets Bumpin' Blackstreet, treated like a athlete Life ain't a track meet (no) it's a marathon Fuck the cemetery that a nigga get buried on We be clubbin' 'til the day we die Nigga, ask the bartender if you think we lie But if you think we high, nigga, think again 'Cause when it's sink or swim You got to think to win And if I drink this Henn', everybody'll know it 'Cause I ain't going for it, so pray to the Lord That I don't pull out, cuss out, and bust out Go the nigga route Make the trigger shout, uh You can try to smoke an ounce to this While I pronounce this shit, baby, bounce them tits Mama, move them hips, baby, shake them cheeks I got dick for days, you got ass for weeks (yeah, yeah) Don't stop, get it, get it (that's real) Don't stop, nigga, hit it (I will) I'm gon' do it (do it), gon' do it (do it) Gon' do it, do it, do it (uh-uh) You can do it, put your back into it (come on) I can do it, put your ass into it (come on) You can do it, put your back into it (come on) I can do it, put your ass into it Put your back into it Put your ass into it Now all I wanna do is have fun with my loved ones (what?) The thug ones, relatives and my cousins And I got 'em by the dozen When they buzzin', quick to say fuck your husband This is for my niggas locked away Extra love for the ones who ain't got no date But when we get checkmate with Ice Cube the great As soon as I get a word, we can rush the safe Fuck them license plates because life is great It don't matter if you're rich and your folks ain't straight I'm still coming with that underground gangsta shit No matter how many niggas say we ain't the shit, bitch Don't stop, get it, get it (that's real) Don't stop, nigga, hit it (I will) I'm gon' do it (do it), gon' do it (do it) Gon' do it, do it, do it (uh-uh) You can do it, put your back into it (come on) I can do it, put your ass into it (come on) You can do it, put your back into it (come on) I can do it, put your ass into it Put your back into it Put your ass into it I do hardcore rhymin', hard time grindin' Gorilla pimp hoes while other niggas wine and dine 'em Gotta love this thug shit, S-Class in the mud shit Pockets on flood shit, OG, lyrical Blood shit I don't rent, I buy shit, niggas jealous of my shit Wonder where this young nigga get all the fly shit While you're rootin' and recruitin', niggas 6-8 hoopin' I was in the hood shootin', plus I had the white whoopin' I come from Pyrex bowls and oversized jars I'm past up stripes, I got stars and bars No time for playa hatin', Mack paper chasing Kicked out the substation to the hip hop nation The mo' hits the mo' bigga with illegal weight figga Done develop the status of a platinum plus nigga Bust the first bad ho, fo' sho, I can hit it I keep pushing, don't quit it, don't stop 'til I get it, uh Don't stop, get it, get it (that's real) Don't stop, nigga, hit it (I will) I'm gon' do it (do it), gon' do it (do it) Gon' do it, do it, do it (say what?) You can do it, put your back into it (uh-huh) I can do it, put your ass into it (come on) You can do it, put your back into it (come on) I can do it, put your ass into it You can do it, put your back into it (come on) I can do it, put your ass into it (come on) You can do it, put your back into it (come on) I can do it, put your ass into it Don't stop, get it, get it (that's real) Don't stop, nigga, hit it (I will) I'm gon' do it (do it), gon' do it (do it) Gon' do it, do it, do it You can do it, put your back into it (come on) I can do it, put your ass into it (come on) You can do it, put your back into it (come on) I can do it, put your ass into it Put your ass into it We be clubbin' (Freaky gyration, is close to fornication) We be clubbin' (Freaky gyration, is close to fornication) Yeah (Freaky gyration, is close to fornication) Ice Cube, Westside Connect gang You know how we do it We put it down constantly Constantly Uh, uh, uh, uh Get your ass up and hurr' up
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