"Do It" lyrics
Blaze Ya Dead Homie & Bukshot Lyrics
[Blaze Ya Dead Homie:]
Get it, do it, done it since the youth seen me runnin'
With a team on the scene makin' music for that green
Sell them trees for that dream, nothing given, nothing free
Hit the studio and spit up on the beat and make it clean
Been a G since the first, they want this (What they want)
Hit the bullseye every time I shoot and never miss
Put it on my '84 Detroit Tiger fit and it's been written
Ever since I picked up a pen and began the mission
If y'all listen, hear it clearly (listen), addicted to the drum beat
Add the loop and then re-loop it for them all to hear me
Spittin' game is in the veins, you either got it or you don't (You don't)
If you wildin' like a vulture, best believe you gotta go (You gotta go!)
[Bukshot (Blaze Ya Dead Homie):]
Do it for the culture! (Do it for the scene!)
Take it like a vulture! (Do it for the team!)
Watch us outwork ya! (Do it for the green!)
The boys might hurt ya! (Damn, we do it clean!)
Do it, do it, do it, yeah, do it, do it
(Do it like nobody ever done or ever will)
Do it, do it, do it, yeah, do it, do it
(Do it how you want 'til you can't, how we feel)
[Bukshot:]
Go on, bring a beat back, DJ, run it up
Proof I live for hip-hop, here's a bloody glove
Fell in love with the 808 in '88
Stole a drum machine, let's set the record straight
Took my daddy's turntable and a keyboard
Started making beats, potential C4
TASCAM 4-Track to cassette tape
RadioShack mixer, I was out the gate (Out the gate)
I was in the streets, I was pushin' weight
Music in the Walkman, Straight Outta Compton
Posted on the block (block), blood on my Coke cans
Runnin' from the cops (cops), blood on my Dopemans
[Bukshot (Blaze Ya Dead Homie):]
Do it for the culture! (Do it for the scene!)
Take it like a vulture! (Do it for the team!)
Watch us outwork ya! (Do it for the green!)
The boys might hurt ya! (Damn, we do it clean!)
Do it, do it, do it, yeah, do it, do it
(Do it like nobody ever done or ever will)
Do it, do it, do it, yeah, do it, do it
(Do it how you want 'til you can't, how we feel)
Get it, do it, done it since the youth seen me runnin'
With a team on the scene makin' music for that green
Sell them trees for that dream, nothing given, nothing free
Hit the studio and spit up on the beat and make it clean
Been a G since the first, they want this (What they want)
Hit the bullseye every time I shoot and never miss
Put it on my '84 Detroit Tiger fit and it's been written
Ever since I picked up a pen and began the mission
If y'all listen, hear it clearly (listen), addicted to the drum beat
Add the loop and then re-loop it for them all to hear me
Spittin' game is in the veins, you either got it or you don't (You don't)
If you wildin' like a vulture, best believe you gotta go (You gotta go!)
[Bukshot (Blaze Ya Dead Homie):]
Do it for the culture! (Do it for the scene!)
Take it like a vulture! (Do it for the team!)
Watch us outwork ya! (Do it for the green!)
The boys might hurt ya! (Damn, we do it clean!)
Do it, do it, do it, yeah, do it, do it
(Do it like nobody ever done or ever will)
Do it, do it, do it, yeah, do it, do it
(Do it how you want 'til you can't, how we feel)
[Bukshot:]
Go on, bring a beat back, DJ, run it up
Proof I live for hip-hop, here's a bloody glove
Fell in love with the 808 in '88
Stole a drum machine, let's set the record straight
Took my daddy's turntable and a keyboard
Started making beats, potential C4
TASCAM 4-Track to cassette tape
RadioShack mixer, I was out the gate (Out the gate)
I was in the streets, I was pushin' weight
Music in the Walkman, Straight Outta Compton
Posted on the block (block), blood on my Coke cans
Runnin' from the cops (cops), blood on my Dopemans
[Bukshot (Blaze Ya Dead Homie):]
Do it for the culture! (Do it for the scene!)
Take it like a vulture! (Do it for the team!)
Watch us outwork ya! (Do it for the green!)
The boys might hurt ya! (Damn, we do it clean!)
Do it, do it, do it, yeah, do it, do it
(Do it like nobody ever done or ever will)
Do it, do it, do it, yeah, do it, do it
(Do it how you want 'til you can't, how we feel)
