Do What You Like

Go head and fight, all my bitches grab a nigga
Five star general, spit a Uzi at ya coffin
Ya'll need to cut it out 'fore ya get stomped out
Got tombstone flow, wit' a casket rhyme

Dancin' all wild, bumpin you again and again
I'm the type to spaz out and take back what's mine
Do what you like, do what you like
Go head and fight, all my bitches grab a nigga

Run up in ya crib without a search warrant

Yeah, I know that some real punk shit
Rain down long like Kim gettin' dressed in the mornin'
Bitches like that get stomped out
YaknowwhatI'msayin', all Hell to the Y2Kim baby
Yeah muthafuckas
What's wrong wit' ya'll niggas man?
Show ya'll the true meanin' why Banger act Willie

You heard what I said, don't make me raise my voice
Got a new attitude for the Y2K
And fuck tonight, it's ya muthafuckin' world
Do what you like, we don't give a fuck
Rep ya hood, rep ya block, rep ya city
And fuck tonight, it's ya muthafuckin' world
I'm not havin', uh, no, I'm not havin' it
And do what you like, we don't give a fuck
Once again it's on, the muthafuckin psychos M.A.F.I.A.
Half is mine so you know it's half my time
Do what you like, do what you like
Do what you like, do what you like
When it's murder on my mind, I do it all the time
Check 'em out, yo yo yo
Do what you like, do what you like

We gon do it like we did it on the block, let's roll
In the pen or the box wit' my man on the ox
Bust of the nine, all my niggas grab a bitch
Bust of the nine, all my niggas grab a bitch
Do what you want, do what ya like nigga, it's 2000

Got bitches in the pen and in the church choir
I'm what ya kids admire, don't wanna see retire

Ayo move out the way Bris, I'm about to hook off
Do what you like, do what you like
Fuck that, I ain't tryna hear that drunk shit
With gold shells Banger Vegas tap ya spine
My guns bust, niggas get wet when it's pourin'
It's our muthafuckin' world
And fuck tonight, it's ya muthafuckin' world
Sick of muthafuckas tryna play us lick we soft
You have any idea, how many words I shook off
Every time I sign a check, I sign a thug name on it
This is me talkin', without the Remy in me
Rep for my hood niggas slingin' crack and dimes
Hit 'em in the brain, niggas slain, layin' dormant
Iceburg sweaters wit' Kim name on it
We gonna let ya'll know
This is for them niggas frontin', don't really want it

They call Leo Ganza wit' the twin nine millis, yeah niggas

'Cause I start to spaz and smack a bitch silly
No stage shows, so forget about tourin'
I kick it from the heart, that's why niggas feel me
Mad at my team 'cause my niggas stay scorin'
You know the rules, beat a bitch till she conk out
Do what you like, do what you like
Go head and fight, all my bitches grab a nigga
And fuck tonight, it's ya muthafuckin' world
My 32 bullets got all ya names on it
Bitches feel us, we the realest

Lady what we fear nigga you like, give 'em a pussy invite

Iced out grenade, wit' the big chains on it
Niggas got rhymes but they flow's so borin'

And fuck tonight, it's ya muthafuckin' world
Bust of the nine, all my niggas grab a bitch
Cease-A-Le Tee wit' big blood stain on it
Do what you like, you got a muthafuckin' gun
My whole crews in the club

GB, it's yo turn, all you hoes make a U-turn
All my niggas get high and fuck tonight
Do what you like, you got a muthafuckin' gun
Same shit nigga, try me I'ma blow 'em away

The fuck is wrong wit ya'll niggas, where you at nigga
Like wit 60's 30's, 40 niggas wit' me
It's aight maybe get ya pussy sucked tonight
Do what you like, you got a muthafuckin' gun
Send that ass slow like I ride a six four
Do what you like, we don't give a fuck
All you gotta do is make a false move and it's warnin'
My Bed Stuy niggas is who I ride for
Ya'll need to cut it out 'fore ya get stomped out, yeah
New Years blimp wit' big name on it

Big shout from the house, yea Queen Bee
C'mon nigga, yo, where you at, where you at nigga
And fuck tonight, it's ya muthafuckin' world

And girl, don't you hate when bitches be wit' the friends

M.A.F.I.A. we break rules in the club
Your gats is plastic, I got platinum nines
And I know ya'll don't want me to call me boys
M.A.F.I.A. style, B.I.G., forever baby Brooklyn