Do It to Death

Yeah, everybody, c'mon Here we go party people Pull up in the whip, pop the trunk, feel it? Fear for the will of baboon funk, ya hear it? Me and my nigga Richie was itchy to meet some women Met some chickens, they was acting so snobby and bitchy, fuck it Pass me the sticky, The chicky wanted to leave me with a kiss and a hickie I ain't wit it but give me a quicky I ain't in to doing the licky-licky Even though you be looking so pretty, I own all of my shit, never 50-50 Oodle noodles all 'dose fools never refuse Accuse me for the bruise Chick outta rattle and sound, better tighten the screws Running and gunning, kinda stunning The way we be coming around, slumming, wyling and dollin My nigga Horace kick up a nigga like Chuck Norris Got some other niggas lost way up in the forest Hang you up in a harness, label me and all of my niggas the hardest Fuck around, be the next "Formerly Known As" artist Laid out with a goddess, pretty lilly Adonis Besides all of that, niggas is 'nomous, I make you all a promise The promise is that I'm so dominant and that I am so prominent Captured the whole of Asia as a continent Oh shit, I be coming and tumbling down Rumbling, stumbling down Freaky prophet with unusual musical sound Bringing the ruckus, you motherfuckers be givin me pounds So many sound, give me the camcorder and a city with plans Me and my fam, hustle and tussle in makin this groove, me and my mans How we gon' do this? (Make them move) Keeping it live (Where my niggas is at?) Stacking my paper (Put it awat safe) Straight buckwild, let me see your hands What we gon' do? (Do it to death) What we gon' do? (We goin' do it to death) What we gon' do? (Do it to death) What we gon' do? (Do it to death) Yo! Pin or a needle, make you wobble or weeble Niggas is feeble, back in the day I used to get money illegal Get some ass, cop a room down at the Regal Hit you wit so much drama make niggas always wait for the sequel Yo there ain't no equal on how we be repping for the people Yo there really ain't no equal Ask Hillary, met her down on Flatbush and Tillory She killing me, got me crazy, wyling, acting straight grizzly We never made it too far together, I left her standing on Franklin and Willoughby Another mystery to me While she still on the corner kissing at me, hissing at me Ignoring these bitches, they're angry, now they're riffing at me Vital and critical, literal lyrical, make niggas pitiful Go to the clinical, examine your physical Frightening and enlightening at the same time Get the goods and price them, and doing the heist again You thinking we would be nice again We on a mission, we don't need none of your advice again Hold me down baby, pitter patter, you chitter chatter too much I'ma splitter splatter your blidder bladder, Make you spill out your guts How we gon' do this? (Make them move) Keeping it live (Where my niggas is at?) Stacking my paper (Put it away safe) Straight buckwild, let me see your hands What we gon' do? (Do it to death) What we gon' do? (We goin' do it death) What we gon' do? (Do it to death) What we gon' do? (Do it to death) Flipmode Squad, hell yeah! How we gon' do? (We goin' do it to death) Flipmode Squad, Hell yeah! How we gon' do? (We goin' do it to death) How we gon' do? (We goin' do it to death) Hey yo, how we gon' do? (We goin' do it to death) How we gon' do? (We goin' do it to death) How we gon' do? (We goin' do it to death) Hey yo, Flipmode Squad, hell yeah! How we gon' do? (We goin' do it to death) How we gon' do? (We goin' do it to death)