Cradle 2 the Grave movie - Do Sumptin lyrics

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Song by Comp<br /><br>

[Verse 1]<br>

Do Sumptin, Do Sumptin, that's right nigga<br>

You left the burner at home? Let's fight nigga<br>

Hold up, stand back, where your man at?<br>

You want beef with Comp, you can can that<br>

Back up, back up, clear the hole nigga<br>

I can arrange to have your shit swoll nigga<br>

I don't give a flyin fuck, nope<br>

My iron tucked three inches below the gut<br>

I mean, don't try me, you don't wanna die man<br>

I'm aiming at his head, send bullets through his eye, man<br>

Lights out, fight's out, I knock your lights out<br>

We bring the knives, bats, and metal pipes out<br>

We can (we can) do it (do it) rumble (rumble) raw (raw)<br>

Hit him in his face, watch him tumble (tumble) fall (raw)<br>

Watch him run and make a phone call (call)<br>

I look at your crew and say "Fuck all y'all!"<br>

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[Chorus]<br>

He disrespected you, you gotta do sumptin!<br>

He waved the tec at you, you better do sumptin!<br>

Don't be a bitch now nigga, do sumptin!<br>

Dont' stand and look around nigga, do sumptin!<br>

Your man beefin with dude, you better do sumptin!<br>

You said hi and shorty got rude, you better do sumptin!<br>

Don't be a bitch now nigga, do sumptin!<br>

Don't stand and look around nigga, do sumptin!<br>

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[Verse 2]<br>

You either do nuthin or do sumptin<br>

You in the club with that silver on, bitch you frontin<br>

And my niggas not havin that<br>

Don't wear nothin nice, they be grabbin that (give me!)<br>

Sometimes in the streets, but really in the club<br>

And these types of niggas be really in the club<br>

High and drunk, ready to fight<br>

Bumpin into everybody, steppin on their Nikes<br>

So watch out, watch out, they pull glocks out<br>

Everybody yellin "Duck down, nigga, watch out!"<br>

Guns pop out, hearts pop out, macks slappin at backs make her's pop out<br>

And baby (baby), knock (knock), tell 'im who to shoot (shoot)<br>

Little (little), guns (guns), fit into their boot (boot)<br>

But your man is weak and he ain't used to beef<br>

He got approached now he's scared to speak<br>

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[Chorus]<br>

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[Verse 3]<br>

Don't play with me, I ain't him, I shank him<br>

Dude better watch his mouth<br>

Yeah, see the (???) comin out the pouch around my waist<br>

Barber shop knife cut around your face<br>

And when them guns out, guns out, like a four-four<br>

Some hit the floor-floor or run to the door-door<br>

I hate to see a man hit up<br>

Everybody yellin at him like "Bitch get up!"<br>

He on the floor with a hole in his got, on his back and his butt<br>

Layin lifeless, his eyes be shut<br>

Girls get accidentally knocked out<br>

Everybody runnin to their cars but they locked out<br>

They lost their keys, they searchin around bush<br>

And the (????) be hittin the ground<br>

So when you tired of gettin bitched for nothin<br>

Try to earn your respect next time, nigga do sumptin<br>

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[Chorus]<br>

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