Soulja Boy - Do the Right Thing lyrics

Yeah I switched it up
Yeah, yeah I switched it up, I got a
Yeah I switched it up
I got a nine cuffed tightly
So u betta do da right thing like Spike Lee
So u betta do da right thing like Spike Lee

Yeah I switched it up I
Got a nine cuffed tightly
Arab got my back so you
Suckas come and try me
I got the choppa loaded
Yung pimp got the nine cocked
Ain't neva been no sucka
So don't play me like no lollipop
Tool on deck 30
30 we got 60 hands when u see me
U betta be duckin
I'm makin yo face beat up my hand
Fuck that shit we kickin in the door
Spot my victim I'm a make him die slow
He used to want beef he don't want it no mo
Fuckin with me he gon get his ass smoked
Artillery bussin my niggas start rushin
My uzi is loaded grenade is exploding
My niggas is knowin to knock off yo cap
Sendin u out like a letter that's stamped
My pistol is whippin, yo body is flippin
Ya'll niggas start dippin
Ya'll scary as fuck
Red beam on yo head, I aim and u dead
You thought that you trill but
Ain't ready to buck

It's pimp up in dis bitch yeah u already no
That I'm beatin niggas ass
And then I'm snatchin up they ho
Got the squad right behind
Police will never find me
That's why I got the choppa
At yo face I call it blindin
Shawty if u try me
I gaurentee to bust yo ass
Bullets bout the size of boulders
Bout to rush and crush yo ass
Bitch it ain't no hesitation
Aimin at you one location
Contemplatin if I'm gonna
Make u live in several peices
I got a Glock in my left a tech in the right
Got a trunk full of choppas
Do u still wanna fight
Got my partner soulja boy
And that nigga arab
And of course u know I'm pimpin
One up and get slapped biiitch

Real off in this thing smackin lames
Pushin pussy niggas wanna play dem games
Or Throw dem thangs we got many killas
K's, choppas Glocks nines which one
R u gonna choose
In the street my click gon bang
And I think u gonna fuckin lose
Jumpin bumpin ready stumpin
And we finna bring da heat
Talk that shit while we end over?
Quiet in the fuckin streets
Nigga I know dat u lame and everybody
Know you too, so fuck that shit you talkin
Keep on walkin or get smashed fool
We got hands on deck
Did u hear that shit the first time
One hitta quitter
Knock u out and nigga we ain't lyin
Fuckin around with us
We'll put you to sleep just like matress
So nigga shut yo mouth
Or you'll end up into a casket