Текст песни Imma Do It - Fabolous , Kobe
The
block
got
my
back
and
my
boys
do
too
And
my
baby
momma
tripping
saying
she
need
more
loot
Every
block,
every
hood,
every
ghetto
got
beef
Gotta
heater
on
my
lap
and
another
in
the
back
Shit,
how′m
I
supposed
to
cope
with
all
this
stress
on
me?
Everybody
and
their
momma
call
the
feds
on
me
I
don't
knew
it,
I′mma
do
it,
I'mma
do
it
Look,
I
don't
knew
it,
I′mma
do
it,
I′mma
do
it
I
got
money
on
my
head
but
I'm
riding
in
the
drop
Drop,
drop,
drop,
yeah
Feeling
just
like
JFK
In
the
city
that
little
fly
like
JFK
Sometimes
La
Guardia,
I
ain′t
gonna
lie
to
ya
If
looks
can
kill
then
my
style
might
bother
ya
That's
why
I′m
with
Nadia,
I
call
my
gun
Nadia
When
she
say
hi
to
ya,
ba-ba-bye
to
ya
Make
it
sound
like
Saudia
Arabia,
maybe
ya
haters
ya
Watch
what
he
say
to
her,
ya
think
I
can
hold
my
head
high
or
die
or
I
can
live
and
duck
My
attitude
is
celibate,
I
don't
give
a
fuck
The
block
got
my
back
and
my
boys
do
too
And
my
baby
momma
tripping
saying
she
need
more
loot
Every
block,
every
hood,
every
ghetto
got
beef
Gotta
heater
on
my
lap
and
another
in
the
back
Shit,
how′m
I
supposed
to
cope
with
all
this
stress
on
me?
Everybody
and
their
momma
call
the
feds
on
me
I
don't
knew
it,
I'mma
do
it,
I′mma
do
it
Look,
I
don′t
knew
it,
I'mma
do
it,
I′mma
do
it
I
got
money
on
my
head
but
I'm
riding
in
the
drop
Drop,
drop,
drop,
yeah
And
who
are
you
to
tell
me
how
to
conduct
myself?
Why
don′t
you
practice
safe
sex
and
go
fuck
yourself?
The
rumor
is
that
I'm
a
hazard
to
a
suckers
health
I
coulda
told
you
that,
yeah,
I
coulda
told
you
that
Picture
me
now
I′m
fly,
where
is
them
exposures
at?
Right
here
on
my
lap,
that's
where
my
composure's
at
I′m
back
like
a
gun
cocked,
I′m
so
cool
That
if
go
to
hell
all
I'll
need
is
my
sunblock
Nigga,
hold
your
head
high
and
die
or
live
and
duck
My
attitude
it
celibate,
I
don′t
give
a
fuck
The
block
got
my
back
and
my
boys
do
too
And
my
baby
momma
tripping
saying
she
need
more
loot
Every
block,
every
hood,
every
ghetto
got
beef
Gotta
heater
on
my
lap
and
another
in
the
back
Shit,
how'm
I
supposed
to
cope
with
all
this
stress
on
me?
Everybody
and
their
momma
call
the
feds
on
me
I
don′t
knew
it,
I'mma
do
it,
I′mma
do
it
Look,
I
don't
knew
it,
I'mma
do
it,
I′mma
do
it
I
got
money
in
my
head
but
I′m
riding
in
the
drop
Drop,
drop,
drop
I
mean,
let's
be
honest,
ya
never
liked
a
nigga
Trying
to
lesbian
this
so
I
kept
the
strap
on
Clap
off,
clap
on,
lights
out
like
flights
out
You
could
be
departed,
never
me
who
started
I
Lambo
gallard
it,
I
am
vehically
challenged
That
means
the
car
is
retarded
But
regardless
I′m
tin
man,
heartless
No
love
hate,
son,
looking
for
love
get
a
show
on
VH1
Nigga,
hold
your
head
high
and
die
or
live
and
duck
My
attitude
is
virgin,
still
don't
give
a
fuck
The
block
got
my
back
and
my
boys
do
too
And
my
baby
momma
tripping
saying
she
need
more
loot
Every
block,
every
hood,
every
ghetto
got
beef
Gotta
heater
on
my
lap
and
another
in
the
back
Shit,
how′m
I
supposed
to
cope
with
all
this
stress
on
me?
Everybody
and
their
momma
call
the
feds
on
me
I
don't
knew
it,
I′mma
do
it,
I'mma
do
it
Look,
I
don't
knew
it,
I′mma
do
it,
I′mma
do
it
I
got
money
on
my
head
but
I'm
riding
in
the
drop
Drop,
drop,
drop
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