paroles de chanson Do Ya - Big Shug
[DJ
Premier]
Yeah,
yo
Ladies
and
gentlemen
I
present
to
you
straight
out
the
Gangstarr
Foundation:
BIG
SHUG!
Go
ahead
speak
on...
[Big
Shug]
Catch
me
sipping
on
that
moonshine
tonic
Freshly
dipped
in
these
hip
hop
garments
You
try
to
bomb
it,
I
take
it
and
disarm
it
Hit
you
in
the
gut
now
you
vomit,
Sean
John
all
on
it
But
I
rock
them
wheels
Real
niggas
pop
up
and
stay
right
there
Fake
niggas
stand
down
and
stay
right
there
This
is
street
music
so
it
stays
right
here
Big
shug,
I
spit
fire
for
the
hood
For
realness
feel
this,
higher
for
the
hood
Blazing
blocks,
ripping
internet
some
web
pages
I
rip
stages,
with?
v-block?
and
singapore
You
want
the
raw?
It's
pure
and
uncut
Me
and
my
cats
we're
pure
and
uncut
You
niggaz
is
butt,
so
I
say
screw
ya
I
bring
them
four
fives
and
two
twos
to
do
ya
[Chorus]
I
bring
the
fire
to
your
grill,
I
barbecue
ya
I
got
the
flames
on
blaze,
just
to
do
ya
I'MA
DO
YA!
(*"Ease
up,
don't
squeeze
up"*)
(*"Then
let
it
be
known,
I
don't
play"
Latee
- No
tricks*)
I
bring
the
fire
to
your
grill,
I
barbecue
ya
I
got
the
flames
on
blaze,
I'ma
do
ya
I'MA
DO
YA!
(*"Ease
up,
don't
squeeze
up"*)
(*"Then
let
it
be
known,
I
don't
play"
Latee
- No
tricks*)
[Big
Shug]
You
wouldn't
know
the
truth
if
it
bit
you
in
the
throat
If
it
was
written
all
over
linen
in
your
coat
If
it
jumped
up
and
slapped
you
to
the
floor
If
it
banged
in
your
head
like?
two-one-four?
You
breath
the
fakeness,
click
click
take
this
You
fake
rich,
so
you
dont
own
shit
And
soon
all
your
kids
will
just
know
That
dad's
homo
and
you
scream:
Oh
no!
I
see
through
you,
I?
peep?
your
concept
You
need
to
understand
like
Funkmaster
Flex
I
drop
bombs
on
nothing
but
real
shit
My
hip
hop
is
nothing
but
real
shit
Like
hot
bricks,
it
sticks
to
your
ribs
Front
on
me
and
I'll
do
ya,
kid!
I
straight
do
ya!
(*"Ease
up,
don't
squeeze
up"*)
(*"Then
let
it
be
known,
I
don't
play"
Latee
- No
tricks*)
[Chorus]
[Big
Shug]
It's
a
thin
line
between
snitch
and
jake
Between
real
and
fake,
between
piehead
and
cake
You
snitch
the
jake
and
get
killed
Real
niggaz
pop,
fake
niggaz
get
drilled
I
make
cake
for
moving,
them
pies
and
pills
Fuck
the
gangsta
overkill,
I
spit
for
real
Deal
is
in
place,
rhymes
is
in
place
Jaw
is
out
of
place
when
you
spit
with
this
taste
Or
even
approach
with
that
disrespect
I
put
two
to
your
neck
and
beat
your
ass
for
wreck
I
straight
do
ya!
(*"Ease
up,
don't
squeeze
up"*)
[Chorus]
{*DJ
Premier
scratches
to
the
end*}
![Big Shug - Gang Starr Presents Big Shug - Who's Hard](https://pic.Lyrhub.com/img/1/_/0/6/11s3oe60_1.jpg)
1 Who's Hard?
2 Tha Way It Iz
3 On the Record
4 Bang Em Down
5 Do Ya
6 Tha 3 Shugs
7 Sic a Nigguz
8 No Mother, No Father
9 Who?
10 Too Hot
11 Trees
12 Shuggy Diamonds
13 Take It Back
14 Nfl
15 Dirt
16 What's Really Real?
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