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letra de intro/ do my thang - lil l.a. marz

lil l.a. marz – intro/ do my thang
lyrics

intro
verse:
i ain’t got time to wait on a n-gga to hop on the beat, lemme bring in the heat when i want to, n-gga
not from miami but i do shoot 3s, i’m talmbout in rows, no front, lil n-gga
no you not ready like the yellow sponge, you a square ass n-gga, go get yo sh-t done
huh, you tried but f-ck you, n-gga, that’s just the longest way to say, “fun”
huh, you get it?, prolly don’t
was i kiddin?, h-ll no
how, if yo ass in h-ll bro?
took you there right ‘fore you turned pale, bro
wet yo boy up like the dells bro
didn’t i say that sh-t already?
it’s cuz n-ggas always petty as sh-t
it be feelin’ like i’m textin’ a b-tch
you a f-ckboy, wanna be a pretty ass jit
no cap, you n-ggas ain’t safe, ask him
talmbout the next f-ck n-gga being sl!ck
swallow yo words before sh-t get sick
i’d say more but this is a intro
even tho n-ggas tryna turn into bimbos
forget it tho, i’m finna go switch flows
like i’m finna turn off the light by the window
(you know cuz natural light is better than room light? y’all deadass ain’t know dat? d-mn ight)

wait lil b-tch i wasn’t even finished yet
boutta to say yo mans got smoked like a cigarette
really didn’t think that sh-t was important, since you f-cked on me, said, “i needed me a bigger tec”
that’s my d-ck i’m talmbout, b-tch
that’s the cl-t i rawed out, n-gga
that’s the end of the intro
now you can press play where i rock out, n-gga

do my thang

intro:
(i bet all y’all confused like a muh, like crazy, man.)
this n-gga switched the beat, you already know what’s ‘gon happen, man
let get it.)
(simmi, what you doing, boy?)
(yeh)
yeh
(yeh, yeh, yeh)

hook:
switch the beat up, lemme do my thang, uh, yeah, ok (let me do that, uh)
they thought i was done, i thought the same, uh (like for real, on god)
just to let these n-ggas know my name, uh (what’s yo name, lil n-gga?)
lil l.a. marz in the cut (yeah)
all actions, straight through, no cuts
no ifs, no ands or the buts
they say lil l.a., “why you on a rush?”
if i was i’d ride a h-llcat (cat!)
i’d be john cena up in the dust (dust!)
you can’t see me, can you get it?
it seems yo girl do, now i got her digits
now the hoe talmbout marriage, now i’m like no, no, don’t want you to be my misses

verse 1:
i’m on a rush cuz i’m on a mission
laughin’ at the bank cuz i know i’ll be winnin’
haha, like love sosa in the buildin’
put a dub on it like i’m on stream
pretty soon imma make all the thots scream
for the reason you see yo boy on screen
if you read lips, you can read me
i can’t be you, so you can’t be me
only when you copy and mimic tv
one thing tho, it’s just ‘gon be a long time when you just see me
i’m not a clone but you in for a treat
i did this alone, i don’t need yo team
the industry is filled with fiends
i ain’t lyin’, you ain’t gotta believe me
i did my part before they started thinkin’

verse 2:
aye, (yuh!)
lemme do my own thang (uh)
i don’t need no f-ckin’ help
help yo own f-ckin’ case (uh)
i don’t need no assistance
or a intern bein’ b-tched with (on god!)
you ‘gon be burned like a disk, huh
sh-t ‘gon hurt for like a minute (for real)
really a long ass time, it’ll leave a mark when i’ll be finished (yeah)
and if you ask, it’s far more worse than the pops you get from the kitchen (pop, pop!)
i’m talmbout the time when you fryin’ the sh-t on the pan when it’s already sizzlin’ (mmm)
that ‘gon be you and it’s gon be far more worse, now i see yo ass start limpin’, now you get it?
hook:
switch the beat up, lemme do my thang, uh, yeah, ok (let me do that, uh)
they thought i was done, i thought the same, uh (like for real, on god)
just to let these n-ggas know my name, uh (what’s yo name, lil n-gga?)
lil l.a. marz in the cut (yeah)
all actions, straight through, no cuts
no ifs, no ands or the buts
they say lil l.a., “why you on a rush?”
if i was i’d ride a h-llcat (cat!)
i’d be john cena up in the dust (dust!)
you can’t see me, can you get it?
it seems yo girl do, now i got her digits
now the hoe talmbout marriage, now i’m like no, no, don’t want you to be my misses

verse 3:
yo what’s goody doe to all the homies
that’s just in my head cuz i ain’t got homies (yeah)
i got bros with a v called, “vrodies”
real ass blood like zack and cody
“no i’m not jordan but i am the goat” (goat!)
quote lil uzi, i feel like kobe
r.i.p. mamba
hope y’all great up there
i know life’s not fair
y’all better be thankful, cuz i’m boutta chop a n-gga up like scissorhands (yeah!)
better hurry bro, wasn’t he boutta die in yo n-gga’s hands? (uh, uh)
well, i just saw a lil b-tch just right down the road, i think that’s yo sister who ran
i think that was yo sister, suzanne
and tried to k!ll herself with 2 xans
aye (yuh!)
lemme do my own thang
before imma get to bustin’ cuz i don’t like workin’ with n-ggas
how ’bout sum bread, i’d like 6 figures?
or i’m ’bout to shoot 6 figures (bah, bah)
worst case scenario, you get shot 6 times and in the f-ckin’ liver?
no, he not comin’ back for dinner
no, he not comin’ back for breakfast
i see y’all now ain’t payin’ attention
lemme be quiet and ask you a question
you wanna be next to be taught a lesson?
i hope it’s no cuz i’m ready to blow (blow!)
i put the gat up on yo shoulder (yeah!)
time is windin’, i’m gettin’ older
you ‘gon be put up like a poster (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

outro:
(l.a. who the f-ck?)
(yeah, l.a. went hard on this one)

- lil l a marz

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