You Can Do It Description: feat. Mack 10 & Ms. Toi (O. Jackson / D. Rolison / D. Sanders / A. Baker / A. Bambaataa / J. Robie / R. Allen / J. Miller / E. Williams) � 2004 Priority Records, LLC. All rights reserved Ice Cube baby, 99 baby, I'm on the grind baby All the time baby. Show me something You can do it put your back into it I can do it put your ass into it You can do it put your back into it 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 Pumping Blackstreet feigning like an athlete Life ain't a track meet it's a marathon Fuck the cemetery that a niggas get buried on Nigga we be clubbing until the day we die nigga Ask the bar tender 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 here everybody will 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 critics shout 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 checks I got dick for days you got ass for weeks * Don't stop get it get it. That's real Don't stop nigga hit I will I'm goin' do it, goin' do it goin' do it, do it, do it You can do it put your back into it I can do it put your ass into it You can do it put your back into it I can do it put your ass into it Put your back into it, put your ass into it Now all I want to do is have fun with my loved ones With my thug ones Relatives and my cousins and I got them by the dozens When they buzzing quick to say fuck your husband This is for my niggas block the way Extra love to the ones who ain't got no game But when we get checkmate with Ice Cube the grate Soon as I get a word we can burn the safe Fuck them license plates because life is great It doesn't matter if you're rich and your folks ain't straight I still coming with that underground gangster shit No matter how many niggas say we ain't the shit * Repeat I do hardcore rhyming part time grinding Gorilla pimp ho's while other niggas wine and dining Well I go to love this thug shit It's class in the mud-shit pockets on flood shit O.G. turn to blood shit I don't rent habachi's niggas jealous of my shit Want to wonder where this young nigga Get all of this fly shit While you rooting and recruiting nigga 6'8" hooping I was in the hood shooting 'cause I had the white Rueben I come from padres' gold and oversize jars I passed up stripes I got Stars and Bars No time for player hating Mac paper chasing kicked out the sub-station To the hip hop nation The more hits the bigger with illegal weight figures Done develop the status of a platinum Plus nigga bust the first bad ho for sure I can hit it I keep pushing don't quit don't stop till I get it huh * Repeat Typed from the lyrics booklet for Dancemania EX9 Contributed by James Edge (LockeVanish) <[email protected]>
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