Текст песни Do Your Thing (Black Sheep) с переводом

No it just don’t stop, no it just don’t stop

No it just don’t stop, no it just don’t stop

Yeah yeah, back up in this mothafucker once again

It’s the nigga Lord C, with my motherfuckin peeps

Mr Lawnge and Dres, from the Black Sheep

Yeah

And they keeping it real, you know what I’m sayin?

And now they gonna do they thing once again

Cause it’s been a while

So yo God, what’s up?

Yo do your thing paw

Kids rave and rant, yo they chant for the phantom

And some say handsome, they weed out, your ransom

Ask one, they’ll tell one, I do my thing well son

My name’s ringing bells come

To break your half nelsons

Immaculate Queens, general child

Headed for Federal wild, ahead of schedule

I jostle for revenue while

He was sound, I found my father was my rich figure

He used to hustle with the Father of his bitch nigga

I’ll squeeze the trigger, like it is my little sister mister

Twist a blunt with my wrist, and spark it up in front of this 'ter

Sometimes, I hit Astoria, where niggas still play Corridors of Death

Before I go, I drop that one at the door of 2 °F

Whoever’s there, like I was, could probably use it

We couldn’t do shit but catch vic’s, and if the shoe fits, remove it

Tony Hands-high, Tom and Jerry, Scam squad

Yo my man was Sham God, growing up with J Cobb

Now in time, we went our parts

With the weight you inherit at birth, and the larcen in our hearts

Yo why do we laugh? tell me, why do we frown?

Why does Stevie wonder? yo why is James brown?

Some things are unexplainable, and some things just win

Yo, everything’s attainable, that’s why I do my thing

(Do your thing paw)

Yo times was hard

(Do your thing paw)

You can see my skin got scarred

(Do your thing paw)

Wildin' on the boulevard

Making crazy noise with the boys, down to pull a niggas card

(Do your thing paw)

My projects gets devotion

(Do your thing paw)

Back my Mama did the Coco-motion

(Do your thing paw)

The buckwild kids, flipping pages on a notion

When you see Jaws, and now we’re 'noid of the ocean

Before This Or That could ever commence in my mind

I made the moon shine, like Capone committed crime

Was in my enzymes to rock it for times

And brothers that made G’s

Without a basketball or rhymes, please

I lock blocks, without a lead, I leave Cop hops

My brown flocks, smoking green crops, selling black tops

Summer of '85, Prince and Rosie is the best

The blessed, justify with a pro, couldn’t fess

We never play brain, cause then you’re waiting for rain

Like a vet, I light a cigarette when I want the train

You can’t afford what I paid

With Sha-Gene, Born and Lord

And word to little rich kids about to get floored

By the pocket-picking, Philly licking, vic’ing individual

O.G. and that be, the god that’s original

Think about it baby, you know me

I tried to play low-key, but everybody knows

Where the toke be

Under your nose, I blow foes up like water

Cause, my crew make waves where you don’t even see water

I’d slaughter, long before you ever play me for a porter

And tell you to your face, you’re out of order

(Do your thing paw)

Hand to hand, the money in stacks

(Do your thing paw)

Snatching pocket-books to Russian mink hats

It’s a live show, gotta focus 5-O's on the low

And it don’t stop Jack, until you stop being black

(Do your thing paw)

I never wanna be, any broker

(Do your thing paw)

I’m a first generation blunt smoker

Skill, the cypher gettin money, we’d build

When the spliff went around, right after English was spilled

Now-a-day I lay like heroin was in my vein

I get nice, and think twice about the high price of fame

We don’t care, beware, if it moves, black attack it

My man Peewee bought a bullet, with his Red Alert jacket

Some of my peeps left wills, and others are owning buildings

It’s hard coming home, when there’s nothing that you’re skilled in

I, nowaday, put away rhyme and reasons

Cause some drive by, but in New York they lay and leave 'em

Nobody confronts, we hide behind guns and blunts

Now the powers that be happy getting everything they want

Cause now there’s a deficit, for lack of slave labour, por favor?

Somebody my peoples need a saviour

Peace to understanding my brother, understanding my brother

Every day the sun shines, love from your mother

God bless, the child that’s got his chrome

Yo nowaday, keep your problems kid, cause I got my own

The timezones, I Jones for my sanity, I told yer’s

I, woke up this morning and the world was on my shoulders

They say, I’m destined to repeat, we’ll see how fall that rise

So when you look up to my son, I bet you see me in his eyes

(Do your thing paw)

Sometimes, it makes your wanna holla

(Do your thing paw)

I do or die daily for a dollar

(Do your thing paw)

Kids dash, up out the Dollar hall without a pass

I gets cash, and plus I’m more creative than the class

(Do your thing paw)

I got the sound, you need not shove

(Do your thing paw)

Yo, there’ll never be another love

Fuck it in a bucket, cause my skill’s too big to tuck it

And the niggas at my back, would feel so cheated if I snuck it

Yeah, unh!

As we do, as we do, as we do

What we muthafuckin' want to

Check it out, shouting out to my peoples

Wherever you be

Yo Big Val, Big Popote, AZ and Sess

Yo what’s up Vianca?

My man Jacque, my baby Nina, Bullock

Peace to Sayquan and Nanos

My man Steve O, and J. R

Yo Quran, what’s happening?

Michelle Stewart, and Shaka Zu

Yo Laurelton and Lafayette you know exactly how we do

Chi Ali, The Legion