What cha wan do nigga How ya wan do it When ya wan do it we could get straight to it You could take it how ya wanna Bring it how ya feel Accept it in
Traduzione: BG. What Ya Wanna Do?.
shower Condo's be on the Towers Livin' what comes out the Mouth of all you cowards Introducin' Kool G. Rap, he be a friend of ours [Verse 3: Kool G.
Stop screaming my name) [G-Dep] I wanna, I wanna, you wanna [Verse 2: Lady May and (P. Diddy)] You wanna what, you don't want a chick like me you wanna
bet ya you won't pull back I'm a cool cat and I keep it real, big dude with sex appeal That will kill if a nigga feel, he wanna share his might skills
Do we share this special thing called love, I know I do, What about you, I just can't get enough of the time... I need you in my life, Where do we go, What do
X) B double O (Yes) G to the S (She's) S-E-X (Whoo) You already know that I like it hardcore I'm from Brooklyn, you can leave ya Timberlands on Creep
gotta move somethin' to do the damn thing Clay D got the bottle and i got the blunt 2 live, Freak Nasty what's up Do you wanna have a, party 2 live is
of unconditional love ooohhh When I be fucking up you always come with love You say you've had enough I just wanna thank ya Yeah yeah yeah I just wanna
force specifically give you what you ask for like the last four [24/7] mc's pass more gas than a fat broad at a buffet b-i-g off like puffy i been a
Awwwwww Shit Whatcha do wrong, show em how ya do it Awwwwww Shit Introducing the 24/7, yeah yeah Step into the new millenium I'm try'na see a million
get buried That's a real nigga for ya Get mad do a quarter flip the script, and rip your lawyer Spit at the D.A. cause fuck what she say She don't give
real niggaz, get ya fuckin ass dropped So here we go, the police against us Dark as dusk, waitin for the guns to bust (What's next man?) What's next,
'ers and smokers engaged twenty-fo'/seven So what can you do for me and what can I do for you But stay true, and do the things that we do Blinded evil
Why Do You Wanna F*Ck Me Just Cause I'm Paid In The Worst Way (True) Looking Kinda Good In Ya Birthday Suit I Wonder If You Wild And Ya Act Shy Do You
kid and get burned You're so foolish, but I think you knew this That on the the microphone punk I can do this And doing this, is what life meant Cause
steadily stackin ya chips but bumpin ya gums to all them bitches nigga I know you love to hate us boy ya should wake up before we touch ya fuckin face
mechandise an murderise any an all many will fall. [Verse 5: Bart] It's juss an O.G. call made from the B when I step up, I bet ya Mr. Sick is gonna
