Do the Right Thing lyrics

Yeah I switched it up
Yeah Yeah I switched it up, I got a
Yeah I switched it up, I got a nine cuffed tightly
So u betta do da right thing like Spike Lee
So u betta do da right thing like Spike Lee

Yeah I switched it up I got a nine cuffed tightly
Arab got my back so you suckas come and try me
I got the choppa loaded
Yung pimp got the nine c*cked
Ain't neva been no sucka
So don't play me like no lollipop
Tool on deck
30/30 we got 60 hands
When u see me
U betta be duckin
I'm makin yo face beat up my hand
f*ck that sh*t we kickin in the door
Spot my victim I'm a make him die slow
He used to want beef he don't want it no mo
f*ckin with me he gon get his ass smoked
Artillery bussin my n*ggas start rushin
My uzi is loaded grenade is exploding
My n*ggas is knowin
To knock off yo cap
Sendin u out like a letter that's stamped
My pistol is whippin, yo body is flippin
Ya'll n*ggas start dippin
Ya'll scary as f*ck
Red beam on yo head, I aim and u dead
You thought that you trill but ain't ready to buck
[Chorus]
It's pimp up in dis b*tch
Yeah u already no
That I'm beatin n*ggas ass
And then I'm snatchin up they ho
Got the squad right behind
Police will never find me
That's why I got the choppa
At yo face I call it blindin
Shawty if u try me
I gaurentee to bust yo ass
Bullets bout the size of boulders
Bout to rush and crush yo ass
b*tch it ain't no hesitation
Aimin at you one location
Contemplatin if I'm gonna
Make u live in several peices
I got a Glock in my left
A tech in the right
Got a trunk full of choppas
Do u still wanna fight
Got my partner soulja boy
And that n*gga arab
And of course u know I'm pimpin
One up and get slapped biiitch
[Chorus]
Real off in this thing
Smackin lames
Pushin pus*y n*ggas
Wanna play dem games
Or Throw dem thangs
We got many killas
K's, choppas Glocks nines which one r u gonna choose
In the street my click gon bang
And I think u gonna f*ckin lose
Jumpin bumpin ready stumpin
And we finna bring da heat
Talk that sh*t while we end over?
Quiet in the f*ckin streets
n*gga I know dat u lame and everybody
Know you too, so f*ck that sh*t you talkin
Keep on walkin or get smashed fool
We got hands on deck
Did u hear that sh*t the first time
One hitta quitter
Knock u out and n*gga we ain't lyin
f*ckin around with us
We'll put you to sleep just like matress
So n*gga shut yo mouth
Or you'll end up into a casket