Blu, U-God - Doin' Nothin' lyrics
[Blu, U-God - Doin' Nothin' lyrics]
Uh, ayo, feet planted, eyes slanted
Grand peripheral
Extraordinary band of individuals
Standin' at the manda, dismissable
Peace to the nation
Got patience to sing to you
Ten to two, I'm pennin' truth in the lines
In the booth with a glass of
Orange juice to the lime
Ballin', must've played hoops all the time
Spaldin', bounce put the boost in her spine
Had to give her a reason to rewind
So you ain't got to, tell her slide through
Pop bottles with models and
Hit the drive-through
Karma suited for Kama Sutras
Spanish ma with the somber movements
One-two'in' like I'm stomping to it
And uncut without condom usage
R-A W and, what the fuck is you doin'?
(Nothin) selling them lines to the kids
A nigga gotta live a nigga gotta live
A nigga gotta live a nigga gotta live
A nigga gotta live
They say a nigga, yeah
Ayo, hat low, asshole, on my own shit
Been back but no one smokin' on the cig
Gotti flow, got little shotty blow clips
Snotty nosed kid
Now they crop since kid karate rhymes
Young Roddy Piper got the party loud like a
Twenty five to lifer fresh out the cypher
Surfin' line like I slung coke
Soaking by the ocean on the coast
Or open on a dope overdose
It's over dosage, so sleep
Don't sweat techniques, no joke
One toke, smoking on the best trees
Floatin' in the sea, backstrokin'
'Til the river runs dried up
Spill a loogy, young Blu-ey got the fire
He provide and became your supplier
Liars hangin' on telephone wires
The B-L-U in the, fuck is you doin'? (Nothin)
Sellin' them lines
(Sellin' them lines, sellin' them lines)
A nigga gotta live a nigga gotta live
A nigga gotta live (The world is ours)
A nigga gotta live (The world is ours)
A nigga gotta live (Say it louder)
A nigga gotta live (Fight the power)
A nigga gotta live (The world is ours)
Grand peripheral
Extraordinary band of individuals
Standin' at the manda, dismissable
Peace to the nation
Got patience to sing to you
Ten to two, I'm pennin' truth in the lines
In the booth with a glass of
Orange juice to the lime
Ballin', must've played hoops all the time
Spaldin', bounce put the boost in her spine
Had to give her a reason to rewind
So you ain't got to, tell her slide through
Pop bottles with models and
Hit the drive-through
Karma suited for Kama Sutras
Spanish ma with the somber movements
One-two'in' like I'm stomping to it
And uncut without condom usage
R-A W and, what the fuck is you doin'?
(Nothin) selling them lines to the kids
A nigga gotta live a nigga gotta live
A nigga gotta live a nigga gotta live
A nigga gotta live
They say a nigga, yeah
Ayo, hat low, asshole, on my own shit
Been back but no one smokin' on the cig
Gotti flow, got little shotty blow clips
Snotty nosed kid
Now they crop since kid karate rhymes
Young Roddy Piper got the party loud like a
Twenty five to lifer fresh out the cypher
Surfin' line like I slung coke
Soaking by the ocean on the coast
Or open on a dope overdose
It's over dosage, so sleep
Don't sweat techniques, no joke
One toke, smoking on the best trees
Floatin' in the sea, backstrokin'
'Til the river runs dried up
Spill a loogy, young Blu-ey got the fire
He provide and became your supplier
Liars hangin' on telephone wires
The B-L-U in the, fuck is you doin'? (Nothin)
Sellin' them lines
(Sellin' them lines, sellin' them lines)
A nigga gotta live a nigga gotta live
A nigga gotta live (The world is ours)
A nigga gotta live (The world is ours)
A nigga gotta live (Say it louder)
A nigga gotta live (Fight the power)
A nigga gotta live (The world is ours)