Artist: Juicy J Album: Blue Dream & Lean 2 Song: Do It to Em Typed by: r0llinlacs@yahoo.com (Intro, phone conversation) A: Hello? J: It's me man. A: Oh Juice, what's up my nig? J: Yeah yeah, yeah. A: Wassup wit'cha boy though man? J: Yeah the nigga stole from me, dawg. A: Oh forreal? J: I can't believe it man, you know'm sayin. Outta all people. A: Hmm. J: Ya know, yeah. A: Man I told you. J: We came up together though, ya know'm sayin. A: That's a crazy mothafucka man. J: Yeah, I gotta murk this nigga man. A: But The Hustle Continues. (Hook) I don't wanna do it to him Play with the money, play with the money Play with the money, n-n-n-now I gotta get'cha But I gotta do it to him Play with the money, play with the money Play with the money, n-n-n-now I gotta get'cha I don't wanna do it to him Play with the money, play with the money Play with the money, n-n-n-now I gotta get'cha But I gotta do it to him Play with the money, play with the money Play with the money, n-n-n-now I gotta get'cha I don't wanna do it to him (Verse 1) That's my nigga That's my dawg Ran off with my money Now I gotta do my dawg That shit broke my heart We done been through it all Why a nigga gotta play foul All I wanna do is ball I can't call up my goons Handle that shit myself And I'm on a whole lotta drugs I'm just tryin'a ease this stress This nigga like my brother How he gon' cross that line How a nigga gon' play me!? Gotta be outta his miiiind Knowin where we come from, can't just let that shit go Used to be my jock partner, back in the day when we kick doors Throwin crosses, now I gotta off him But damn, that's my nigga Now I gotta do my nigga Why it had to be my nigga? (Hook) I don't wanna do it to him Play with the money, play with the money Play with the money, n-n-n-now I gotta get'cha But I gotta do it to him Play with the money, play with the money Play with the money, n-n-n-now I gotta get'cha I don't wanna do it to him Play with the money, play with the money Play with the money, n-n-n-now I gotta get'cha But I gotta do it to him Play with the money, play with the money Play with the money, n-n-n-now I gotta get'cha I don't wanna do it to him (Verse 2) You can't be playin with the paper homie You gon' have me duct tapin yo baby mama Kidnappin kids, cuttin fingers off Don't make me hunt'cha down cause I'ma gun you down when I see you dawg Juicy J ain't no joke No conversation, just gun smoke And we don't care what time it is Show's over, drum roll Ain't nowhere you can hide, fool Hide ya ass when I find you Catch'a ass at that mickey d's Murk yo ass in that drive-thru You know what I'm bout, nigga Chopper under my couch pillow Them young niggas you sendin out all gotta go down wit'cha No options, now I gotta pop him But damn, that's my nigga Now I gotta do my nigga Why it had to be my nigga? (Hook) I don't wanna do it to him Play with the money, play with the money Play with the money, n-n-n-now I gotta get'cha But I gotta do it to him Play with the money, play with the money Play with the money, n-n-n-now I gotta get'cha I don't wanna do it to him Play with the money, play with the money Play with the money, n-n-n-now I gotta get'cha But I gotta do it to him Play with the money, play with the money Play with the money, n-n-n-now I gotta get'cha I don't wanna do it to him (Outro, female vocalist) I'm gonna get'cha get'cha I'm gonna get'cha get'cha get'cha get'cha One way, or another I'm gonna find ya I'm gonna get'cha get'cha get'cha get'cha One way, or another I'm gonna find ya I'm gonna get'cha get'cha get'cha get'cha One way I'm gonna get'cha get'cha get'cha get'cha One way I'm gonna get'cha get'cha get'cha get'cha One way, or another I'm gonna get'cha get'cha get'cha get'cha One way, or another I'm gonna find you I'm gonna get'cha get'cha get'cha