Представляем точный текст композиции "Whatcha Gonna Do'" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Jayo Felony . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Whatcha Gonna Do'» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Jayo Felony передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Jayo Felony - "Whatcha Gonna Do'"
Lyrics to Whatcha Gonna Do' : (feat. DMX, Method Man) [Chorus] I say I can give it to you but whatcha gon do wit it, I can give it to you but whatcha gon doo [x2] wha-wha wha-wha whaaat [Jayo Felony] I can give it to ya but whatcha gonna do wit it When Im in Texas Im bumpin screw music With Big Mike and Scarface with Luke Luke Me and lil Crook like Bo and Luke duke When Im in Miami I go to scoop Luke to see the peep show and hit some duke shoot Went to Branson, back to back, Lex Coupe Up in "Harlem World" in my Timb boots Two suckers had beef so I watched them shoot Called up Benny Rat, copped a bullet proof Seen T-Funk he took us to the fruit Then he went to the Tunnell and brought down the roof Mink coats and moet, bitches drippin sweat Slang a cassette to Funkmaster Flex And now Im bumpin on East Coast tapedecks Went from Swatch to platinum Rolex S.D., Jersey we getting more sex, flow next, go next [Chorus] [Hook] Im too sexy for my motherfuckin hood, hood Im too sexy for my motherfuckin low ridahh [x2] [Method Man] If my niggas cant eat then yall niggaz cant sleep I just begun to creep, Nightmares on Elm Street Release from Jones Beach to South Beach, capeesh' Kickin dust as I bust, fuck peace And all them crooked cops on the beat My niggas bring the funk like your Grandpa feet Til death do us part, save my bullets for the charts With darts, like HBO watching after dark No love for a mark, even less for a trick That wanna be like Mike, Mike who my dick Real shit Hot Nicks Run wit my niggas that aint got shit Pop shit, and peddle poetry for profit One time, out for mine, but cant stop it Trying to keep they hands in my pocket So I bring obnoxious, infected lah that be toxic Leave the crime scene spotless Mix the green with the chocolate, heres the topic Niggas, synchronize your watches We goin in, wit nothin but a Clan logo Mr. meth, (DMX!) Im running loco motherfucker [Chorus] [Hook] [DMX] I got a wicked flow and Im gonna kick it yo, feel the pressure Snatching niggas up just like change off the dresser Niggas hit me with the best shit then what I shake that bullshit off *arf arf arf* then go nutz Ive been down too long, cant a motherfucker show me nothing Yall bitch niggas is duckin me like you owe me something I got more homies than an esse, but lets say I couldnt talk you wouldnt walk my way on your best day The best way you can hope to get close to me Is right here under my wing like youre supposed to be The first time you start acting fuckin strange Best to be ducking range Talkin shit wearing a fuckin chain I break niggaz like promises Split em open like Thomas And sell more drugs than a pharmacist Strapped wit nothing but a rhyme a long history of violent crime Attitude that doesnt mind doing time [Chorus] [Hook] [ Whatcha Gonna Do' Lyrics ]
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