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Kelis - Текст песни I Don't Know What
This is how we do it, when we do it...
 This is how we do it, when we do it...
 This is how we do it, when we do it...
 This is how we do it, when we do it...
 [Chorus]
 Doesn't it feel good to see us make money?
 Feel good like everyday's sunny
 Feel good see us takin off?
 Doesn't it feel good to see us ball?
 And they can't take it from us at all
 And if you agree that we won't fall sing "la da di da da di da di da di da"
 [Verse 1: Krayzie]
 Back at'cha, it's the thug with the most droppin more
 Thuggish Ruggish on ya
 Krayzie keepin it flaming, so indeed it's fire for ya
 Water, don't need none let it burn
 Let it be known that it's my turn, let 'em turn
 Be concerned with these words I got
 Whatever they sayin about the Line, we better kill 'em
 'Cause I got up and I got mine don't mean I'm trippin
 Really left niggaz behind to handle business
 They don't understand I'm in it to win it
 Thug out with a crowd full of criminals and killers
 So pump your fists if ya feel it, hear me
 We in it to keep it the realest
 With my remige, Thugline team, coming to kill something
 Close to 30 million sold and still thuggin, still strugglin
 Wassup with Bone? Gotta keep it real, so I tell them I don't know
 Can't think no more excuses when niggaz don't show
 We came up from poor, and I'm not going back to poor, no!
[Chorus]
 [Verse 2: Krayzie]
 For the love of money, I keep it funky
 Just thuggin back down in the ghetto
 Sleep in the PJ's they let me so I love 'em backKelis - I Don't Know What - http://ru.motolyrics.com/kelis/i-dont-know-what-lyrics.html
 By keepin it real, givin 'em shit that they can feel
 Like hustlin need more than a mil
 Like how to make it on these streets and not be killed before you get grown
 Let a nigga go on 'cause he chose to live his life wrong
 All I know is life is already short
 And you can bring your non-exsistance closer if you want
 Trust me, you don't nigga, live on, get'cha thug on (thug on)
 Make you some cheese, get some weed and go get your buzz on
 But must of all you gotta stay sucka-free, them bustas out ya mix
 That go for anything you do and they go all to jail, I don't trip
 I share a hater to the side, devil ass nigga
 Always fuckin up my vibe, that's right now, nigga
 You done meet Krayzie Bone, you ain't meet Leatherface
 And I don't think you wanna though, no!
[Chorus]
 [Verse 3: Krayzie]
 My nigga, cover your ears and fuck what you heard (heard)
 'Cause it's about they bullshit they be talkin, why?
 Niggaz in my business like they my bitches,
 got me hot (so hot, hot, hot, hot)
 Run up, touch me, get burned, nigga
 Said they saw me at the Source out on the floor, dropped (what?) 
 Chickenhead bitch from Miami said we was runnin when the war popped
 Hoe stop, you don't know none nigga rollin with me
 What shut you puff? My niggaz hold on the B
 For most of them niggaz they want peace when we meet
 Like we ain't be hearin what they be saying on the streets
 So we gotta bring the heat
 Speak if you want, but keep it to a mumble
 Speak louder than a whisper, oh and we gonna get'cha
 Y'all Don't Know Me, ain't that what I told 'em?
 Hope they knowin these pistols real's that we toat, jokin
 Naw nigga, we for real in the field
 Believe what you want, but you suckas know the deal
[Chorus]










