Do It

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, H-I (Forever) It don't stop, y'all niggas must have forgot Y'all motherfuckers gon' mind me Yeah, check it out, check it out [Verse 1] Now I won't call ya crab if you don't call me slob Livin' in the West is a full-time job Niggas be trippin' off of petty shit Nigga, miss me with that bank and then check yo' grip You gots to know when to ride, know when to hide Know when to blast, and try not to die Niggas be wolfin' that yang and shit Knowin' they be suckin' up a gang of dick You need to stop runnin' your mouth, be quiet You won't throw a rock in a riot See, we can make shit like this all day And serve it to yo' ass like some Alizé All I wanna do is be a high roller Step in my way, I'll eat yo' ass like ebola - virus Hi' is the name - you knew it Fuck what ya heard, I gotta do it like I'm used to it [Chorus: Hi-C + DJ Quik talkbox] Do it - do it, do it, do it I gotta do it like I'm used to it Do it - do it, do it, do it ("I'm a veteran, boy") Do it - do it, do it, do it I gotta do it like I'm used to it Do it - do it, do it, do it ("I'm a veteran, boy") Do it - do it, do it, do it I gotta do it like I'm used to it Do it - do it, do it, do it ("I'm a veteran, boy") Check this out... [Verse 2] Now I don't mean to flag, sag, brag or boast But I'm the most underrated nigga on this Coast I'll fall on my knees, throw my hands up to God Thinkin' to myself "Kumbaya, my Lord" If it don't work this time, I'll quit I'm right back in the field, slangin' that shit But life goes on and the Earth rotate Players still playin' and haters still hate Don't step in my path, I'll whip ass And if a nigga talk shit, I'ma do ya bad You gets the benefit of the doubt But if you ain't legit, I'ma knock yo' ass out Back in yo' mouth with that gangsta shit Half-head's in the house, nah, we don't quit Rem and Cashe and Kenny Mack Lil' V from St. Louis even got my back Quik, Stray, Inch, Fly, and G-One Tony Lane in the Trees and a gang of guns So come on down, be the first to get wet You don't have to give me shit, I'ma take my respect Leave a bitter taste in your face like lemon Stackin' more chips than that nigga Russell Simmons Y'all don't wanna see me in a rhyme fight Thank you for comin' out, God bless ya, good night (*explosion*) Y'all niggas better watch me... [Chorus: Hi-C + DJ Quik talkbox] Do it - do it, do it, do it ("I'm a veteran, boy") Do it - do it, do it, do it ("I'm a veteran, boy") [Verse 3] Now let me dig deep in my memory bank And come up with some shit to make a nightclub stank Fool, what you think, we was doin' this for free? Scratch in the bank, videos on TV Don't hate me 'cause you're mad at the earth Let the pistols bust, I'll lay yo' ass to the turf Gargamel bitches, they'll never get this Smurf A six-million-dollar man is what a nigga worth Ladies in the house if you're down to win, say (Nigga, what's up on my end?) All the ladies in the house if you're down to win, say (Nigga, what's up on my end?) All the players in the house that's makin' scratch, say (Bitch, it ain't goin' down like that) All my players in the house that's makin' scratch, say (Bitch, it ain't goin' down like that) God gave me the talent, so why not use it? Funk what ya heard, I gotta do it like I'm used to it [Chorus: Hi-C + DJ Quik talkbox] Do it - do it, do it, do it I gotta do it like I'm used to it Do it - do it, do it, do it ("I'm a veteran, boy") Do it - do it, do it, do it I gotta do it like I'm used to it Do it - do it, do it, do it ("I'm a veteran, boy") Do it - do it, do it, do it I gotta do it like I'm used to it Do it - do it, do it, do it ("I'm a veteran, boy") Do it - do it, do it, do it I gotta do it like I'm used to it Do it - do it, do it, do it ("I'm a veteran, boy") Yeah, H-I Do it - do it, do it, do it It don't stop ("I'm a veteran, boy") Do it - do it, do it, do it All y'all non-believin' ass motherfuckers out there Show them how to do it Do it - do it, do it, do it Back up in your face... ("I'm a veteran, boy") Show them how to do it Do it - do it, do it, do it In your mouth, in your cheek...all year, all month, all week ("I'm a veteran, boy") Show them how to do it Do it - do it, do it, do it ("I'm a veteran, boy") Show them how to do it Do it - do it, do it, do it ("I'm a veteran, boy") [Outro: DJ Quik talkbox] Show 'em how to do it Do it, do it, you got to do it, do it You might wanna do it, do it Show 'em Compton does it, does it And Hi-C does it, does it 'Cause Compton's in the house, oh yeah And we can do it, do it Like we used to it, do it, do it Do it, do it Do it, do it, do it, do it Ooh, bop bop ba da, Hi-C, Hi-C, yeah They can't fade you nor the C-P-T We be doin' it - oh, we be doin' it, they can't They can't understand, that you are the man Get your swerve on, gotta get your swerve on Everybody get your swerve on, everybody get your swerve on Compton's in the house, Black Tone's in the house Donzelle's in the house, Vicious in the house Pee-Wee's in the house, Half-head's in the house Compton's in the house, Westside in the house West Coast in the house And we be doin' it, doin' it, doin' it Oh yeah, we do it, do it, do it, oh...