Do Something Lyrics - 5150 Ratchet - Hurricane Chris

Ay, ay, ay 

Say dis real rite here ya heard me 

Niggas jus' don't neva stop hatin', Ay 

[Chorus x2] 

I think somebody tryna do me somethin, (do something) cuz I can't sleep (do something) 

And I'm nervous when I eat, (do something) 

And I ain't even got no beef (do something) 

But it feel like I got beef (do something), cuz I ain't slept in a week (do something) 

And I ain't takin' a step outta my door without that heat (do something) 

[Verse 1] 

I think somebody tryna do me something, cuz I cant sleep 

My mama cooked a meal for me, but I 

Cant eat. Its too much shit on my mind, 

I can't stop thinkin' bout dyin', so whoeva cross that line, you gon get dat .45 

My daddy jus' got home, but they jus' came and got my nigga, poor 

Victor Feelin got caught up wit two choppas and a pistol 

And I'm beginning to hate these rap niggas real fast 

Put my name on a track im gon come where you at and blast 

Just the other day I almost had to do a nigga 

He thought I was go fight him, but I wus gon shoot a nigga 

Now I know that sound fucked up, but I aint got no time 

Soon as you whip a nigga he jus' gon go get his iron, his nine, or his rugle, howeva he wanna do ya 

I ain't thinkin', I ain't talkin', I ain't boxing, ima shoot ya 

His nine or his rugle, howeva he wanna do ya 

I ain't thinkin', I ain't talkin', I ain't boxing I'ma shoot ya 

[Chorus x2] 

[Verse 2] 

I think somebody tryna do me something, I see him lookin' 

Come play me like a rookie, watch 

How quick I leave you shooken 

I hop outta the bushes wit that thang like surprise, and if you 

Try to run then that choppa knock off yo thighs 

La-la-la-la-la-la-la, take off I'll shoot off 

Yo tires 

Me an my clique be posted up on the block, what's yo sign (get em up), but back to the 

Subject of how these hataz wish me death, 

I peeped the way these niggas try to play me to the 

Left 

So I keep the "K" off in the trunk, I'm heated when I step, 

Cause beefin' ain't beefin' until 

You stop somebody breath 

And if we creepin, I'm creepin, bussin til it ain't nuthin left 

If we creepin', I'm creepin' bussin' 'til it ain't nuthin' left, like dat 

[Break x2] 

Do something, do something, do something, nigga do something 

Do something, do something, do 

Something, nigga do something 

[Chorus] 

[Verse 3] 

I remember one Sunday we hit the scene, it was packed, sittin' on 22's wit the paint wet black 

Me an my nigga he got my back, I got his back 

Dem hoes standing on top of the car shakin' cat 

We finna do a show, so we pull the truck to the back 

But when I hit the door, them niggas 

Ain't know how to act 

Dem hoes grabbin on my chain, pullin on my plaits 

Dey want me to take 

Em home and hit em from the back 

But when we got outside, them pussy niggas was hatin', actin' 

Like he wanna do me something but he fakin' 

I asked him what it was wit no fuckin' hesitation, 

One false move ima leave you shakin on the pavement 

I had a funny feeling that something was 

Going on, nigga wanna do me something cuz im ridin on chrome 

I had a funny feeling that something was going on, 

Nigga wanna do me something cause I'm ridin' on chrome 

[Chorus x2]