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Baby Don't Do It

Freeway, Scarface19 Jul 2005

Baby Don't Do It Lyrics

Baby Don't Do It - Freeway/Scarface

Written by:Leslie Pridgen/Chad Hamilton/Ryan Presson/Brad Jordan

(Sugar don't do it)




(Don't let 'em down)


State Property and Roc is the label I keep the burner by the navel

So don't you think about stoppin me that ni**a

(Young Hov) he bring businesses to the table

So I ride for 'em (blast for 'em) hit y'all niggas with the Mag

Y'all think we fallin off (no no no no no no)

Hammers leave you torn apart dump your body with the trash


Freeway flow right where he left it

I'm from the hood where they will clap any second (do it)

These niggas up to no good

Roll up on you while you're roll in your woods

(no no no no no no)

You never stood a chance hood claims another man


Hammers stay with rubber grip wrap change in rubber bands


Once broke now the dough is pathetic

And so is the niggas I ran with they'll wet you

They will get you they addicted to chasin niggas with weapons


So (baby don't do it) learn from the last eight losers

We had it locked for the last eight summers and I contribute to two of 'em

More like three got more icy

And more heat to turn your white T burgundy


So (baby don't do it) chea this is more than just music

I will cock it shoot it and leave you to lose it

Ni**a (sugar don't do it) my ni**a Beanie Sigel he'll lose it

He will cock it back and shoot it and leave you

Don't f**k with the people (do it)

Uh if you think that you built (do it)

I think that you not I think that I will

(no no sugar don't do it) dump lead in your grill

Uh you still tryin to be rich I'm tryin to be Hoffa's can rhyme

But I'm in a bind roll with the mobsters (no do it)

Jay Dame Dash and Hoffa movie directors and authors

Connects with the office

Freeway got connects with the bosses

I get a quote from the dealer you connect with the auction ni**a


I'm still prepared for your squadron I tear off my target vest

Cover my organs Calico with the cartridge


In a destructive manner we blast on bammers

Trash talkin in a Chevy '63 Impala

Downplayin dumb sh*t niggas is real with this

F**k around and say the wrong words and we killed the b**ch

(baby don't do it)

Sticks and stones may break a ni**a bones

But when I up chrome I get a motherf**ker gone (go home) (do it)

Shoot Patron chased with Lemon Drops

Smoke purple until I'm too high cryin vibin to 'Pac ("All Eyez On Me")

Done wrong gon' get done wrong (no no no no no no)

But how I feel and how I live homeboy won't fit in one song

Free I know you feel me daddy all a ni**a know

Was to get money and once you got your money niggas stole

Cause who knows where sh*t goes when this plays out

(no no no no no no)

Rap music brought a ni**a pay days without a doubt

But what do you do when it's all said and done

Ain't nobody checkin for records and won't nobody come

Life goes on I don't want to be another Joe

Fifty-five doin concerts relyin on his shows

(baby don't do it)

So I stack my green to match my means straight Jewish


When niggas spent money I ain't do it

Just cause you lookin like you ballin in the eyes of the public

How many really think he got to touch it (baby don't do it)

Yo a fool at forty a fool forever

Don't be a forty year old fool dude get cheddar

(cheddar) (sugar don't do it)

Hey I got to live with my mistakes so I'm a take 'em

And put 'em into words that way we all ain't got to make them

(do it)

Take them words I put off in this song (do it)

Live your life by it ni**a take your chance you on your own

(no no sugar don't do it)

But my advice is to anyone who tries

Every time you take your next breath just be prepared to die

Don't do it


***Lyrics are from third-parties***