DJ Silk - Whatcha Gonna Do Remix lyrics

Artist: Jayo Felony f/ Redman, Mack 10, WC Album: Whatcha Gonna Do 12" Song: Whatcha Gonna Do Remix [Jayo] Def Jam, the remix! Yeah! Come along! Uh huh huh huh, uh Uh huh huh huh, what Uh huh huh huh, uh [Hook (Jayo)] I said, I could give it to ya but whatcha gon do with it? I could give it to ya but whatcha gon do? I could give it to ya but whatcha gon do with it? I could give it to ya but what wha-what what! [Jayo] I could give it to ya but whatcha gon do with it? When I'm in Daygo I'm bumpin my music With my dog and dogettes we loop loop Me and lil Trook like book and Luke duke Now come see me get me Lex coupe Cuz this song'll be bigger than there it is Whoop Whoop Whatcha gon do with it baby when I give you some? Uh uh huh huh huh uh huh, uh Wha-wha-what what what, hit him in the gut If you don't know the scoop then keep your mouth shut Flow what? Flow, cuz I got flow See me walkin on the moon by 2004 Party with the o.g.'s spaceships and gold D's If they don't make no songs like these, plow plow! Cuz it's my style when I flex, go next, flow next [Hook] [Jayo] X 2 I'm too s**y for my motherf**in hood, hood! I'm too s**y for my motherf**in lowrida! [Redman] Yo, place your order for slaughter You got balls to walk up, you leave on the walker You oughta, be hittin more tracks than Nauta My little friend barks like Roof! that's why I brought her Brooklyneese, headcheese and charge When you see me, co*k it back, squeeze it hard Or I scare the sh** out ya, bring the b**h out ya X start your rhyme until you're puttin your house up n***as in the hood no doubt could blow the trial I'm so cool I be shoppin in the frozen aisle Gimme that mic, you don't got no wheels Look through the periscope, that locked you in Started bustin like the white boy in Higher Learning Stick you up more than hair when you put perm in Die, be a kleptomaniac in disguise I even take eyes outta seven thirty fives Dub, Mack 10 (Wha-what wha-what what?) I'm bout to tear a chicken head gu-gut gu-gut gut [Hook] [Jayo] X 2 I'm too s**y for my motherf**in hood, hood! I'm too s**y for my motherf**in lowrida! [Mack 10] Jayo say what what, I say whoop whoop Bangin through the Wood in the 84 coupe When it come to gangsta raps, you know Mack got em Still saggin in khakis with the cuff on the bottom Hip hop or yayo, you don't roll like 1-0 Twenty chrome on the Benz, Thirteen gold on the Four ]From the way I twist my fingers, you know I'm from So much ice on my wrist that my hand feels numb I start flippin of sherm or the green that be stickin Though I rock the microphone, I can still sell a chicken Hoo Bangin affiliates from the W-S-C Mack 10, Young G with the Recipe [WC] Hit em again, hit em again Who's the triple braided beard (...?...) WC, clatter for chatter clearin the section Bangin a bandana slangin the Westside Connection Testin, microphone checkin, check out my melons Smashin misdemeanors, mashin with Jayo Felony Steadily, chasin them ends wreckin the mirrors slow Loc, I'm too s**y for my f**in Benzo [Hook] [Jayo] X 2 I'm too s**y for my motherf**in hood, hood! I'm too s**y for my motherf**in lowrida!