2Rare – Just Do It Lyrics

Just Do It Lyrics by 2Rare

[Intro]
I put on my jewelry on [?]
Middle finger up because it’s really “Fuck the haters”
Appreciate ’em
Shout out to them niggas ’cause we made it (Jumbo)

[Chorus]
I put a check on niggas (Just do it)
Next step, headshot (He clueless)
Then yo man cry, he suited up at the funeral (Boo-hoo)
[?] damn, look at your people
All got shiesties, like [?] (We do it)
They be on socials, not outside
I’ll catch ’em in traffic (Or in the house)
[?] fuck around then he’ll go missing
Okay, put on a tee (Oh)
Fuck a team, make sure you get the job finished
She gon’ D-I-E
If they want smoke, hit ’em and their mob ties
And he mad as hell, take off his top
Like [?] take off your leg (Do it)
I’ll dance, and then do drive by’s
Treatin’ shit like magic, hit your thought
We smoke ’em all, it’s a pack (Fa)

[Verse]
Know that we them ones that don’t fuck around
My name hold weight, I ain’t talkin’ pounds
We them ones that get ’em gone, fuck a lost & found
Put the, tax on your toes, now your body for sale
Two take, CashApp or Zelle
Gettin’ to the green, pick a [?] or relish
We up on the point, swear a nigga better (Step in the name of lord)
R. Kelly, they be goin’ down, down, baby, like Melly
They locked a nigga up for hit fetti
Screamin’ “Please give me one more chance” like Biggie

[Chorus]
I put a check on niggas (Just do it)
Next step, headshot (He clueless)
Then yo man cry, he suited up at the funeral (Boo-hoo)
[?] damn, look at your people
All got shiesties, like [?] (We do it)
They be on socials, not outside
I’ll catch ’em in traffic (Or in the house)
[?] fuck around then he’ll go missing
Okay, put on a tee (Oh)
Fuck a team, make sure you get the job finished
She gon’ D-I-E
If they want smoke, hit ’em and their mob ties
And he mad as hell, take off his top
Like [?] take off your leg (Do it)
I’ll dance, and then do drive by’s
Treatin’ shit like magic, hit your thought
We smoke ’em all, it’s a pack (Fa)