What It Do - Lyrics - Yukmouth

(feat. E-Roc & Bun B of UGK) (Hook) I hit the club with a crew of *** What it do ***, what it do *** You wanna fight, I wanna shoot a *** What it do ***, what it do *** You disrespect me I'ma bruise a *** What it do ***, what it do *** Think I'm a punk, come and prove it *** What it do ***, what it do *** (Bridge) *** a hoe ***, *** a hoe *** *** a hoe ***, *** a hoe *** *** a *** ***, *** a *** *** *** a *** ***, *** a *** *** (E-Roc) Fall in the club crunk, drunk and I'm feeling good Bouncin and throwin bows, clownin and reppin the hood Start somethin boy I wish a muh *** would Run up on me, I'ma show you it ain't all good *** we stay crunk in the club Remy and Hpnotiq keep us drunk in the club 9 milli's and 40 cal's tucked in the club E-Roc don't give a ***, I will bust in the club What it do, I will *** you chumps You feeling like "Kriss Kross" then *** *** "Jump" Uhh, left hook, right cross gone drop ya All upside yo head with Champagne and Heinekin bottles What it do my *** we can thug it out Mac 11's, AK's we can slug it out I give a *** about a *** *** and his crew Let's tear the club up *** *** what it do (Hook) (Yukmouth) What it do, ***.. 6-5 Villa, 6-9 Villa, bonified killas We supply the villas, West side *** Recognize the reala, I'd die for my scrilla, surprise ***! I let the led bust, *** step yo bread up Talk *** til I'm fed up and get yo *** head bust They throwin elbows dog I'm throwin bottles at em My *** just got parolled, I threw a model at em Beef? I holla at em, with semi automatic weapons *** what you stressin, get lit up wit AK 47's I "Ryde or Die" like "Swizz Beatz" So miss with the ***, all these bullets gone turn yo *** to swiss cheese Don't check me *** check yo *** I hit *** with bar stools like a western flick Test the click and get whooped on, look at me worng and get hooked on The Art of War, I read the book on (Hook) (Bridge) (Bun-B) Alright you punk *** *** *** get the *** up out my way I've been havin a bad year, *** havin a bad day They gave my right hand 8, the *** *** state My team is fallin off so now these *** wanna hate I can see it in they eyes, I hear it in they songs They just frontin like some pea ***, too god damn long For the record let me say it, so hoe don't get it crossed Tryin to take the crown from the king, you gone take a *** loss A V.I.P. *** get in clubs through back do's Strap in hand, I run up in the dance flo' and smack hoes Pistol whip security, put hands on the owner Kick the DJ in his face and slap his *** with a Corona I dragged the bar tender cross the stage til he passed out The first *** touch me mayne I'm knockin his *** out Say Yuk hold his right arm, E-Roc hold his left Keep him up, don't let him fall, I'm bout to beat this *** to death (Hook)