Naughty By Nature - Work Lyrics
* also appears on the _butter_ soundtrack and mags hustlaz heaven[mag] (castro) car wash sampleHey!Butter.One of us! right away!WorkUh, where all my hustlers?(where them thugs at? )All my ballers.What, lets do it like this. (get up!)Uh, what.(indiana, indiana!)WorkMag in this muth yo.Killa castro from queens, trigga treach.(new jeru, dirty jerz.)[mag]Well can you get it like I get it, I got to get my bloodKnown for slangin yayo and part the lick with my thugs***** you, ***** your crew fool and all that shit*****, its a new nigga on the premesisWorkAh, puttin it down like I knows toWhat, splittin these hatas wigs like Im supposed toWhenever you, wanna act the fool, and come and testGet that ak slug through your vestForget your dog, get buckedWind up and see you with all the garbage stuckNow you in the depths of hell, feel like damn it aint my lucky dayNever shoulda looked my way, mother*****erDont trust your ***** ass fool as far as I can thrust yaDont make no sudden moves fool and I wont have to bust yaTrigga treach he got his pistol doWe puttin in work from here to russia foolSo what the ***** yall here to doWorkHuh, and its on like thatMother*****er and its on like thatI puts in workAnd its on like thatYo dog I hope you cleaned your strapUh huh, cuz I puts in work[castro]Fatal how the hoodll hate you, caught up in dramaColors and ganja like black autototes for armorMillies and macks never the same pocketKept his phillies and crack how the streets rock itSwitch em, b cases like he fathered the systemOrganized block cinemas away from the prisonWith souls, lost rows and so onFall victim to the streets and so much can go wrongRebels meet crumble and majesties for salariesOut of towners and goose downers introduce poundersA lay loot for power evil roots shoot through cowardsLettin other niggas just regulate they hoursCoke or chronic, philly roll millie by his scrotumBarrel x to g packsNever got along with cops, like it was brett favre and d backsIts how rap cats believe thatJust puttin in workAnd its on like thatCastro, you know its on like thatHuh huh huh huuuh workAnd its on like thatYeah yall we gettin it on like thatPuttin it in yall, puttin it in yall[treach]Check it, I get deep voice like barryAll you keep, naw you keepForgot I got permit to carryAll you sleepLook at me, his face Ill buryI look at you and say thats what happens when cousins marryWorkHate that funk shit, dont show upTore up from the floor upMy gats so fat it needs to loose weight like hold upOn the run huh, it might be bailin in a broncoI be layin low from rockoIn a condo outside of torontoHow I feel about yall poppin shitLike a constipated port a lot of noise but you aint droppin shitThis is me here, it aint no other manAlways into somebodys business like you was (? )WorkNigga I puts in like ten menKick up more dust than dirtDrinkin more gin than vinWell see no el nino or ghetto tsunamiCouldnt drop up on me so we got to ***** over tommyI puts in workI puts in work, and its on like thatMother*****er with them snakes and ratsI puts in workWorkAnd its on like thatHope you mother*****ers watch your backCuz I puts in workWorkNew jerus yall dirty jerz yallWorkAh ow, indiana comin on throughWorkOh, what it mean yall comin from queensWorkHey, put it down for my town
