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Won't Do It Video (MV)




Performed By: Dooley Hendrix
Language: English
Length: 4:18
Written by: Stanton Dulan




Dooley Hendrix - Won't Do It Lyrics




Na na na na na na na I won't do it
Na na na na na na na I won't do it
Na na na na na na na I won't do it
Na na na na na na na I won't do it

I told my niggas that we free
No condition is too menacing
I cop the Henny then we see what kinda vibe it bring
I'm so connected, human centipede
We well connected, we analogies
The flow terrific
The beat is just so horrific
I'm feeling something specific
Producers feeling prolific
I'm in
A new dimension
You been
Slaving for pension
I won't
Fold on my brothers
You gon
Get in my business
I won't
Do it for you, I just do it for the people who give it all
Spring, summer, fall, the winters are lethal
Remember rolling up that swisher in my nigga Regal screaming Push Forward til we Saw that it was movin' people
Now I got a paper trail, couple followers they know my name
A legend in the making, yea the walkin hall of fame
Give a show that's anywhere I f*ckin go to entertain
Never breakin' bread wit yall when I just toast up with the gang

Everywhere that we go
Best believe that we gon smoke
Get some liquor and just toast with the gang (Aye, aye)
And everything that we do
Come with smoke no keepin' cool
We don't wanna have to ruin your day (Ay ay, aye)

(But you won't listen)
Na na na na na na na I won't do it (You won't listen)
Na na na na na na na I won't do it (You won't listen)
Na na na na na na na I won't do it (You won't listen)
Na na na na na na na I won't do it

Too many times that I've been told to go and stack the money
Spend a thousand on some Gucci, now I'm actin' funny
The Billionaire Boy Joggers if I'm feelin' bummy
The Louie wallet always empty, rubberband the money
Mama went from six figures workin' for the state
To fightin 'gainst the state bare knuckles with no complaint
See I done grew up in that jungle on that west side
Hangin out wit gangbangers on they best side
See I know killas tryna stay alive til 25
And some gon leave the city just so that they fam survive
I burned a couple leeches suckin me till I was dry
I'm in that ocean with the net cuz I got fish to fry
You couldn't tell me otherwise about them other guys
I'm still a wolf in sheep's clothing, this is no disguise
RIP to Nipsey Hussle, why he gotta die?
And RIP to Uncle Eric, that's them family ties
Same shit that killed Tony, life is just a bitch
And Dr. Sebi had the answers, couldn't cure that cancer
King T'Challa, I been movin' like the Black Panther
Black denim, black hat, black shirt, black socks
Black skin, breaking through them padlocks
Three stripes no Adidas, Undefeated Pumas mad locked
Three pairs, copped them Jordans I got em mad stocked
Closed doors, niggas don't enter, if you had knocked

Everywhere that we go
Best believe that we gon smoke
Get some liquor and just toast with the gang (Aye, aye)
And everything that we do
Come with smoke no keepin' cool
We don't wanna have to ruin your day (Ay ay, aye)

(But you won't listen)
Na na na na na na na I won't do it (You won't listen)
Na na na na na na na I won't do it (You won't listen)
Na na na na na na na I won't do it (You won't listen)
Na na na na na na na I won't do it

You won't listen
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Na na na na na na na I won't do it
Na na na na na na na I won't do it
Na na na na na na na I won't do it
Na na na na na na na I won't do it

I told my niggas that we free
No condition is too menacing
I cop the Henny then we see what kinda vibe it bring
I'm so connected, human centipede
We well connected, we analogies
The flow terrific
The beat is just so horrific
I'm feeling something specific
Producers feeling prolific
I'm in
A new dimension
You been
Slaving for pension
I won't
Fold on my brothers
You gon
Get in my business
I won't
Do it for you, I just do it for the people who give it all
Spring, summer, fall, the winters are lethal
Remember rolling up that swisher in my nigga Regal screaming Push Forward til we Saw that it was movin' people
Now I got a paper trail, couple followers they know my name
A legend in the making, yea the walkin hall of fame
Give a show that's anywhere I f*ckin go to entertain
Never breakin' bread wit yall when I just toast up with the gang

Everywhere that we go
Best believe that we gon smoke
Get some liquor and just toast with the gang (Aye, aye)
And everything that we do
Come with smoke no keepin' cool
We don't wanna have to ruin your day (Ay ay, aye)

(But you won't listen)
Na na na na na na na I won't do it (You won't listen)
Na na na na na na na I won't do it (You won't listen)
Na na na na na na na I won't do it (You won't listen)
Na na na na na na na I won't do it

Too many times that I've been told to go and stack the money
Spend a thousand on some Gucci, now I'm actin' funny
The Billionaire Boy Joggers if I'm feelin' bummy
The Louie wallet always empty, rubberband the money
Mama went from six figures workin' for the state
To fightin 'gainst the state bare knuckles with no complaint
See I done grew up in that jungle on that west side
Hangin out wit gangbangers on they best side
See I know killas tryna stay alive til 25
And some gon leave the city just so that they fam survive
I burned a couple leeches suckin me till I was dry
I'm in that ocean with the net cuz I got fish to fry
You couldn't tell me otherwise about them other guys
I'm still a wolf in sheep's clothing, this is no disguise
RIP to Nipsey Hussle, why he gotta die?
And RIP to Uncle Eric, that's them family ties
Same shit that killed Tony, life is just a bitch
And Dr. Sebi had the answers, couldn't cure that cancer
King T'Challa, I been movin' like the Black Panther
Black denim, black hat, black shirt, black socks
Black skin, breaking through them padlocks
Three stripes no Adidas, Undefeated Pumas mad locked
Three pairs, copped them Jordans I got em mad stocked
Closed doors, niggas don't enter, if you had knocked

Everywhere that we go
Best believe that we gon smoke
Get some liquor and just toast with the gang (Aye, aye)
And everything that we do
Come with smoke no keepin' cool
We don't wanna have to ruin your day (Ay ay, aye)

(But you won't listen)
Na na na na na na na I won't do it (You won't listen)
Na na na na na na na I won't do it (You won't listen)
Na na na na na na na I won't do it (You won't listen)
Na na na na na na na I won't do it

You won't listen
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Writer: Stanton Dulan
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