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Just Do It (feat. Jayjay LeChopz) Video (MV)






Young Cho - Just Do It (feat. Jayjay LeChopz) Lyrics
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It's over for you niggas
(haha)
Yeah, yeah (ay)
Imma come for these niggas neck (ay)
I just wanna get a check (check)
Like Nike Imma just do it (do it)
Ain't got time for no regrets (nah)
Got my future on the line (line)
Imma make it just to be honest (future)
Stay focus on your grind (grind)
This ain't no competition (nah)
Gotta keep my circle clean (clean)
Gotta keep it on me (keep it on me)
They done switched up on me (on me)
I don't trust nobody (nobody)
I know real niggas gonna ride (ride)
Till a nigga die (die)
Even after my death they gonna keep my name alive
Nigga pass me the rock, imma drive it thru the lane
Like LeBron James goin' for that 4th ring
I can't be stopped, I'm the lion out the cage
Breakin' records, I'm a legend, it's time to write another page
When I pull up with the team, step up on the stage
Killin' everything, it's a f*ckin' rampage
We want this shmoney, I can't work minimum wage
I got expensive taste, always lookin' for a raise
My mind is a weapon that's why I keep it loaded (Loaded)
Keep a distance from some people cause they moving funny (funny)
Got me feelin' like I'm in a circus full of dummies (clown)
I'm nobody till somebody kills me, word to Biggie
Only time I don't feel pain is when I'm on these drugs (drugs)
I be smokin' on sum strains, hangin' with them thugs (thugs)
Got a million dollar smile, bitches love them slugs (slugs)
In a better place niggas think I done got it out the mud (ain't made it yet)
(Ay)
Imma come for these niggas neck (ay)
I just wanna get a check (check)
Like Nike Imma just do it (do it)
Ain't got time for no regrets (nah)
Got my future on the line (line)
Imma make it just to be honest (future)
Stay focus on your grind (grind)
This ain't no competition (nah)
Gotta keep my circle clean (clean)
Gotta keep it on me (keep it on me)
They done switched up on me (on me)
I don't trust nobody (nobody)
I know real niggas gonna ride (ride)
Till a nigga die (die)
Even after my death they gonna keep my name alive
Thank God I'm still breathin', coulda been dead
When you poppin' these f*ck niggas tryna come fo' yo head
And these bitches want my heart but I'm stuck to that bread
Still I might, f*ck around, throw you in the back to get some head
When we thru, back in the stu, makin' all these jams
Shoutout my niggas, booth on fire goin' ham
Eyekonic Studio's where we create the magic
Bitch we goin' in and that shit gon be tragic
Y'all can't stop us bitch we stars just like Patrick
Used to want the Rollie, now I want the Patek
Gonna get the paper wit my brothas we ain't stoppin'
Still move in silence cause the feds they be watchin'
24/7 best believe we be grindin'
Hustlin' thru them dark days, money callin'
Comin' at these necks by any means fo' my momma
I just wanna be free set sail with these commas
(Ay)
Imma come for these niggas neck (ay)
I just wanna get a check (check)
Like Nike Imma just do it (do it)
Ain't got time for no regrets (nah)
Got my future on the line (line)
Imma make it just to be honest (future)
Stay focus on your grind (grind)
This ain't no competition (nah)
Gotta keep my circle clean (clean)
Gotta keep it on me (keep it on me)
They done switched up on me (on me)
I don't trust nobody (nobody)
I know real niggas gonna ride (ride)
Till a nigga die (die)
Even after my death they gonna keep my name alive
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It's over for you niggas
(haha)
Yeah, yeah (ay)
Imma come for these niggas neck (ay)
I just wanna get a check (check)
Like Nike Imma just do it (do it)
Ain't got time for no regrets (nah)
Got my future on the line (line)
Imma make it just to be honest (future)
Stay focus on your grind (grind)
This ain't no competition (nah)
Gotta keep my circle clean (clean)
Gotta keep it on me (keep it on me)
They done switched up on me (on me)
I don't trust nobody (nobody)
I know real niggas gonna ride (ride)
Till a nigga die (die)
Even after my death they gonna keep my name alive
Nigga pass me the rock, imma drive it thru the lane
Like LeBron James goin' for that 4th ring
I can't be stopped, I'm the lion out the cage
Breakin' records, I'm a legend, it's time to write another page
When I pull up with the team, step up on the stage
Killin' everything, it's a f*ckin' rampage
We want this shmoney, I can't work minimum wage
I got expensive taste, always lookin' for a raise
My mind is a weapon that's why I keep it loaded (Loaded)
Keep a distance from some people cause they moving funny (funny)
Got me feelin' like I'm in a circus full of dummies (clown)
I'm nobody till somebody kills me, word to Biggie
Only time I don't feel pain is when I'm on these drugs (drugs)
I be smokin' on sum strains, hangin' with them thugs (thugs)
Got a million dollar smile, bitches love them slugs (slugs)
In a better place niggas think I done got it out the mud (ain't made it yet)
(Ay)
Imma come for these niggas neck (ay)
I just wanna get a check (check)
Like Nike Imma just do it (do it)
Ain't got time for no regrets (nah)
Got my future on the line (line)
Imma make it just to be honest (future)
Stay focus on your grind (grind)
This ain't no competition (nah)
Gotta keep my circle clean (clean)
Gotta keep it on me (keep it on me)
They done switched up on me (on me)
I don't trust nobody (nobody)
I know real niggas gonna ride (ride)
Till a nigga die (die)
Even after my death they gonna keep my name alive
Thank God I'm still breathin', coulda been dead
When you poppin' these f*ck niggas tryna come fo' yo head
And these bitches want my heart but I'm stuck to that bread
Still I might, f*ck around, throw you in the back to get some head
When we thru, back in the stu, makin' all these jams
Shoutout my niggas, booth on fire goin' ham
Eyekonic Studio's where we create the magic
Bitch we goin' in and that shit gon be tragic
Y'all can't stop us bitch we stars just like Patrick
Used to want the Rollie, now I want the Patek
Gonna get the paper wit my brothas we ain't stoppin'
Still move in silence cause the feds they be watchin'
24/7 best believe we be grindin'
Hustlin' thru them dark days, money callin'
Comin' at these necks by any means fo' my momma
I just wanna be free set sail with these commas
(Ay)
Imma come for these niggas neck (ay)
I just wanna get a check (check)
Like Nike Imma just do it (do it)
Ain't got time for no regrets (nah)
Got my future on the line (line)
Imma make it just to be honest (future)
Stay focus on your grind (grind)
This ain't no competition (nah)
Gotta keep my circle clean (clean)
Gotta keep it on me (keep it on me)
They done switched up on me (on me)
I don't trust nobody (nobody)
I know real niggas gonna ride (ride)
Till a nigga die (die)
Even after my death they gonna keep my name alive
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Writer: Jean Hally Seme, Sacha-Anthony Aspilaire
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