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Do The Damn Thing

Do the damn thang, ya dun-da-dunts

In the west, they do the damn thang

In the east, they do the damn thang

In the south, they do the damn thang

In the north, they do the damn thang

The whole world, do the damn thang

I do the damn thang, I let my nuts hang

And of course I'ma Inglewood swang, off the top fuck cops

Rollin' through the hood in an ol' school drop

Six fo's, pimp those hoes after shows with the swat meet cotes

Low-ride wessyde and all bitch-ass niggaz betta hide

Big wheels, ex-peels, I sign nuttin' but eight-figure deals

Shoot blocks, sell rocks, Mack 10 got the block on lock

Crack bitches, get riches stay gangsta and fuck all snitchas

Bust nines, flat lines killa Cali riders and gang signs

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Long braids, bandannas three mil' on a house in Atlanta

Test coupes, triple beams and keep work for the neighborhood fiends

Starched khakis, red chucks red every thang, cars and trucks

Yes y'all and big ballin', shut the town down nigga, shot callin'

Fo' life, with stripes CMR keep it crackin' all night

Dominoes, dice games G'd up and I got hood fame

West side, platinum chains waistline, that's my new thang

All year, fresh gear cross a nigga, fuck around and disappear

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See, see, see

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Bitch please, six threes candy paint with the triple gold D's

Big drums, load clips, close range with the hollow-point tips

Twenty cars, ten bikes, chuck Taylor's or the air force nick's

Throat peelers, get scrilla my whole crew ex-cons and killaz

Inglewood is my hood represent and it's all to the good

Fast cars, big stars hundred thou on every 16's doors

Fuck you and yo' crew, whattchu bitch-ass niggaz wanna do?

Let it rain and make ya pay, get money nigga do the damn thang

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See, you do the damn thang if you still gon' sleep witcha baby mama

'Cuz you know it's gon' be drama but you take care of yo' kids

You done the damn thang, when you go back to the hood

knowhamsayin and lay it down, buyin' cutlass's

And all that kinda foolishness whatever, you do the damn thang

Knahmsayin'? See how I'm sayin'

If you a ugly dude and you got a whole lotta money

And the chicks jock you, then you do the damn thang

And you know you ugly and you got some bad chicks

You do the damn thang, you feel that?

If you a ugly chick or you was fine once

You know where you was fine and then ate it

And you might bust right now and you big ya dig?

In the two thousand, if they still jock you, then you do the damn thang

Y'all see's how I say it, do the damn thang

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