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artist
Prodigy
Do It
685
Hip-Hop/Rap
Do It foi lançado em 14 de novembro de 2000 por Infamous Records como parte do álbum H.N.I.C.
album cover
ÁlbumH.N.I.C.
Data de lançamento14 de novembro de 2000
EditoraInfamous Records
IdiomaEnglish
Melodicidade
Acústica
Valência
Dançabilidade
Energia
BPM99

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Prodigy
Prodigy
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
A. Johnson
A. Johnson
Songwriter
Dana Stinson
Dana Stinson
Composer, Lyrics
M. Alston
M. Alston
Composer, Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rockwilder for F-5 Productions
Rockwilder for F-5 Productions
Producer
Sheldon Guide
Sheldon Guide
Editing Engineer
Nino Cacacabala
Nino Cacacabala
Assistant Engineer
Steve Sola for Plain Truth
Steve Sola for Plain Truth
Recording Engineer, Mixing Engineer

Letra

[Verse 1]
That's right, yo
P, Pack up, boy, all you out your league
I be the **** in charge, y'all be the **** under me
This is my house, the fuck you think?
You get spanked comin' up in my shit, I run this
My shit pop like them white boys on MTV
Your shit sound weak when it's played after me
There is no competition, I'm the number 1 album of 2000
'Cause your shit suck
Me and Hav be the best **** to ever do it
What you think, it's just music? We live this shit
We from the soil, the dirt, the grain, the pain, it still hurts
You can never satisfy my thirst
Y'all **** had best disperse
I charge **** with intent, you ain't gangstas
G'head, jump and get plucked, ****
My guns buck and we love to fuck **** up
[Verse 2]
If y'all **** want to get at P
Do it
You got problems, you want it with me, come on
If you gangstas, gangbangers, thugs, what?
Do it, do it, come on, do it
If the ladies wanna holla at P
Do it
Gettin' hot, you wanna slide with me, come on
For my mamis, honeys, big body bunnies
What up? Come on, come on, do it
[Verse 3]
And the shit that kill me
Is radio be acting like they can't feel me
Said we too filthy, we uncensored
Not to mention all the drama and tension
When we step in, your event get shut down
When we dumb out
We got good hearts though, we ain't start the bout
We just brawled 'em out and hauled 'em out
Promoters get scared and put on the lights for the house
Dun', we just trying to have fun
Boo at the ladies and possibly get in the jump
You crazy, you get blown open, son
You tried to stop that flow on a big showboat
And got cut the most, while your dogs afloat
Me and mine's keep partyin' and sparkin' dope
It's simple
P is not to be fucked with
Put your thugs up, put your guns up and shit
[Verse 4]
If y'all **** want to get at P
Do it
You got problems, you want it with me, come on
To the gangstas, gangbangers, thugs, what?
Do it, do it, come on, do it
If the ladies wanna holla at P
Do it
Get hot, you wanna slide with me, come on
For my mamis, honeys, big body bunnies
What up? Come on, come on, do it
[Verse 5]
Do it
Come on
Do it, do it, come on, do it
Do it
Come on
Come on, come on, do it
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Come on
Written by: Albert Johnson, Dana Stinson, M. Alston

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