Do Ya Head Like This
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
Now gas break dip dip, gas break dip dip
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
When i told ya i had a white gurl
I thought yall was gonna hurl
Yall looked sick but the bitch still suck on my dick
{ohh}
But to all my niggaz in the pin and some wating to get it in
I want all yall niggas to...
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
Now gas break dip dip, gas break dip dip
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
This is a discipline rap for my niggaz back in tha bin
Tryin to hustle for the tin
A discipline tracks for my niggaz that rap
But now im back and i hope ya dont do that ...
Soul is the heart of it i hope i can get every lil bit of it
But sometimes ya gotta slow it down
Like the few Mc's that do shows in my town
Back in 2000 the rap game was lackin
Like some of them rappers bringin two steps back in
But today is the day for hunger in the game
It aint bout the fame its all about the brains
And if you got that and yo rhymes are phat
Gone on head and do that
But ya always gotta think ...
Ohh u thought i stopped rappin
Put yo money back in the bank on my rank im numba 1
You is numba 2 i dont know what cha gone do
Ya gotta think it threw but too all my Mc's
Back in the game this shit it like it was back in the day
Im bout to thorw the fist all my hoes do ya head like this {ohh}
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
Now gas break dip dip, gas break dip dip
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
Check it out now
My boy doe just ripped it
Sip it smkoe it do sumthin wid it
Get suppa sick wid it
Girl im headin to tha south
I really want u to head down south if u know what i mean
Use ur mouth like ur in a bath ridin on a rath
But to all my niggaz in the pin and some wating to get it in
I want all yall niggas to...
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
Now gas break dip dip, gas break dip dip
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
Super hyipihe in this bitch smokin on da litch
Throw that bitch right back in that nasty ass ditch
X on my side slab on my phab my car shoot bullets
Like the arm of donavaon mccnabb but think fast hoe
4-4 gone blow me and e-40 we got all the dough
But my boy doe he git it to he hustlin at 14
Tryin to get a wagur too
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
Now gas break dip dip, gas break dip dip
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
Now gas break dip dip, gas break dip dip
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
When i told ya i had a white gurl
I thought yall was gonna hurl
Yall looked sick but the bitch still suck on my dick
{ohh}
But to all my niggaz in the pin and some wating to get it in
I want all yall niggas to...
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
Now gas break dip dip, gas break dip dip
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
This is a discipline rap for my niggaz back in tha bin
Tryin to hustle for the tin
A discipline tracks for my niggaz that rap
But now im back and i hope ya dont do that ...
Soul is the heart of it i hope i can get every lil bit of it
But sometimes ya gotta slow it down
Like the few Mc's that do shows in my town
Back in 2000 the rap game was lackin
Like some of them rappers bringin two steps back in
But today is the day for hunger in the game
It aint bout the fame its all about the brains
And if you got that and yo rhymes are phat
Gone on head and do that
But ya always gotta think ...
Ohh u thought i stopped rappin
Put yo money back in the bank on my rank im numba 1
You is numba 2 i dont know what cha gone do
Ya gotta think it threw but too all my Mc's
Back in the game this shit it like it was back in the day
Im bout to thorw the fist all my hoes do ya head like this {ohh}
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
Now gas break dip dip, gas break dip dip
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
Check it out now
My boy doe just ripped it
Sip it smkoe it do sumthin wid it
Get suppa sick wid it
Girl im headin to tha south
I really want u to head down south if u know what i mean
Use ur mouth like ur in a bath ridin on a rath
But to all my niggaz in the pin and some wating to get it in
I want all yall niggas to...
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
Now gas break dip dip, gas break dip dip
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
Super hyipihe in this bitch smokin on da litch
Throw that bitch right back in that nasty ass ditch
X on my side slab on my phab my car shoot bullets
Like the arm of donavaon mccnabb but think fast hoe
4-4 gone blow me and e-40 we got all the dough
But my boy doe he git it to he hustlin at 14
Tryin to get a wagur too
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
Now gas break dip dip, gas break dip dip
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
Do ya head like this, do ya head like this
Credits
Writer(s): Earl Stevens, Ricardo Thomas
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
Other Album Tracks
- Yay Area
- Tell Me When to Go (feat. Keak da Sneak)
- Muscle Cars (feat. Keak da Sneak & Turf Talk)
- Go Hard or Go Home (feat. Stressmatic of the Federation)
- Gouda (feat. B-Legit & Stressmatic of the Federation)
- Sick Wid It II (feat. Turf Talk)
- JB Stomp Down (Skit)
- They Might Be Taping
- Do Ya Head Like This
- Block Boi (feat. Miko & Stressmatic of the Federation)
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.