Letra de What We Not Gon’ Do - The Game

Do women sit on social media

You sit around (Yes)

"Oh, everybody killin' everybody"

But you never tell the truth

That it's been a thousand shootings and homicides

Trickle back down to you runnin' your fuckin' mouth

Or you callin' somebody, and exaggeratin' 'cause you feel disrespected

Stop callin' people

You get into an argument with somebody on the block

That's it, leave it there

You call your brother, now these niggas goin' through it the whole summer

And then somebody child die 'bout it

That— That's your fault

It's been through it all, man

Blood, sweat and tears

Niggas is dead and shit

The fuck else can happen, yo?

Won't think once more or some, I'm out, man

I done seen it all, been through it all, yo

Let y'all niggas know right now, word to mother, for real, for real

That's the truth, y'all lyin'

What we not gon' do is look at the next man jewelry

Real or fake, all the shinin' ain't new to me

I'm only interested in the opposite sex

'Cause when the sex get monogamous, I get a text

Like "Who you in the club with? Why you next to her?"

'Cause women are the wallpaper when I'm decoratin' Earth

What we not gon' do is talk about how you hurt

When you was online earlier talkin' 'bout your purse

All she did was twerk, what you doin' now is worse

Guess bein' in a relationship is like a gift and a curse

And I got the blueprint too, so excuse me, miss

The AP out, that's when the room get lit

And I maneuver through the club with the tool equipped

Put niggas on ice, you ain't met a nigga cool as this

So stop with all the receipts, 'cause the proof is this

I ain't even shoot my shot, I had two assists

And how rude is this, you went through my shit

You make a ass out of you and me, assumin' shit

I told you the truth, how you gon' tell me?

When I knew me longer than you, it's only been six months

So what we not gon' do is what we not gon' do

When you call the cops on me, you call the cops on you

You in a situation, I ain't tryna knock on dude

But don't fuck up mine

'Cause what we not gon' do is what we not gon' do

It's a lot of real niggas not here to speak for themselves

That's where I come in

To stand in the gap between them and what needs to be heard

I got the Drac', but I'm out y'all view

Meanin' I got the drop, but the top don't move

And you gon' need a plot if I'm plottin' on you

Call the block on me, I'll put the block on you

I might drive out to Vegas, let two Glocks loose

It's a Suge Knight, the 740 Tupac-proof

Your homie used you as a shield, so who shot who?

And you got everybody back, but who got you?

And what we not gon' do is say the murders unsolved

But they gettin' football numbers if you murder the law

I know a nigga had a argument that led to his death

I know if they ain't never argued, then he woulda never left

I got a neighbor bein' held against his will

Jumped off, slapped the star, she ain't satisfy steel

That's why I'm gon' chill (Chill)

'Cause when your girl the biggest stepper, it's hard to swallow that pill

Nah, nigga

What we not gon' do is what we not gon' do

When you call the cops on me, you call the cops on you

You in a situation, I ain't tryna knock on dude

But don't fuck up mine

'Cause what we not gon' do is what we not gon' do

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