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YOUNG RODDIE : I Don't Wanna Do This To You lyrics

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YOUNG RODDIE lyrics : "I Don't Wanna Do This To You"

[Intro]

Yea, notha one, yea,

I'm in this %#@! right here, just for ya to know this,
It's roDDie, Dàm Black in this (*##$, Crada in this (*##$
Got me looking good in here, I'ma do it like this:


[Verse 1]


Some people go crazy, it's real
Some people get pissed, it's real
Some of them might lose it, it's real

Some people fire random shots
^!$$% you don't wanna know what type of tick I rock
Talk your lip sucka, you only got one life

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Wonder how could he get back like that, this ^!$$%?
Dàm right, I'm quick in this %#@!

Now take it as you want it, but let's see it as it is
You underestimate my %#@!, you come close to my fist
Verbally I like that, inhale one herbally

Then fronted front row, now you down with the surgery
Slipped the $#&@ up, it's killin me homie
Tell me who the who now?

Ain't I build my swag up on this and diss you now?
Sucka nah, this would flaw,
You better off knowing fact that a ^!$$% can destroy you

Get the picture, no pistol whipped ya
Just my rhymes that be comin at ya dome like a twista
Rhymes that be comin at ya dome like a twista

Rhymes that be comin at ya dome like a twista, ^!$$%

[Chorus]


(I don't wanna do this to you)
Nah, 'cause I can't confuse strength with weakness

(I don't wanna do this to you)
Nah, Lord, I'm a good kid believe it
(I don't wanna do this to you)

Uh, 'cause I can't confuse strength with weakness
(I don't wanna do this to you)
Brotha, why you front tryin to reach me


[Verse 2]


Still joking with explosives, knowing they might blow your $$# up
Like you stuck on some action movies
It's real though, don't play with fire if you know you can't take the heat

Trust me six feet is deep
A lotta cats said it before, I ain't just gonna repeat it
Like some of them parrott suckas tend to achieve

Flossin' on the down low, do you wanna believe it
Word is born again in time, you better stop deceiving
I walk through y'all eveyday and eyes capture

Ears identify, you got checked before you move
Trip on whatever, I question you smooth,
When you feel like King, I let you be

I do my thing and let you reign your so-called kingdome
From the beginning to the very funny end
I hope you learn to swim when the water's to your neck

And when them fake homies operate behind your back
You got this homie, I'm sure you got this
Just never claim the title King if you really wanna live

Claim the title King if you really wanna live
Claim the title King if you really wanna live


[Chorus]

(I don't wanna do this to you)

Nah, 'cause I can't confuse strength with weakness
(I don't wanna do this to you)
Nah, Lord, I'm a good kid believe it

(I don't wanna do this to you)
Uh, 'cause I can't confuse strength with weakness
(I don't wanna do this to you)

Brotha, why you front tryin to reach me

[Verse 3]

Suckas wonder why when they do it, it ain't legit

It's simple, you ain't living this %#@!
And I don't say you feel nothing, when I say you ain't feeling it
I just say your disadvantage is the lack of your spirit and
This game's spirit 100 per cent, matter fact it's not a game
So your chances be 2 outta 10

And I don't even disrespect you, you gotta earn that, too, sucka
There's nothing for free in this world
There's always a price to pay
So your prize is just to sit your $$# down and watch them other who play
It's like trying to push heavy weight but only to celebrate

Then come up with a physique that is softer than #[email protected] cake
Suckas want that ice nowadays and pimped out cars, can't drive but a full garage
It's like you ain't got a dick but set up a menage
Two rubbers on your two hands to say yours is largest, nah
No techs, no warez and no gadgets make a sucka like you own a spot

And that's that
I'm constantly moving and proving, I'm a ^!$$% you ain't like to $#&@ with
It's roDDie (*##$...

[Chorus]


(I don't wanna do this to you)
Nah, 'cause I can't confuse strength with weakness
(I don't wanna do this to you)
Nah, Lord, I'm a good kid believe it
(I don't wanna do this to you)
Uh, 'cause I can't confuse strength with weakness
(I don't wanna do this to you)

And we ain't gon' stop til mission completed

[Outro]

(I don't wanna do this to you)
Check it hard, check it hard
(I don't wanna do this to you)

Young roDDie, Dàm Black in this mutha$#&@a
(I don't wanna do this to you)
Hey yo Crada, hehhehe
(I don't wanna do this to you)
Did some bomb work on that %#@!
(I don't wanna do this to you)

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