I said you fuck around, lay around, do or die
Fuck around, lay around, do or die
I figure, how could they take out a big nigga
Fuck around, lay around, do or die
You figgedy fuck around, you lay around
I know y'all in the motherfuckin' house too, yeah
You can't get with this or take me down
If you don't bow down now you'll get plowed down now
I said fuck around, lay around, do or die
I'm a dope one, ready to rip and wreck shop
Swing my left jab first, and then come in with the right
Showin' motherfuckers where we're truly at
Put punks in check, Shug's on the set
Fuck around, lay around, do or die
I like to say whattup also, to all the peoples back home
I'm a mad man, I get respect with the Tec
Whassup Kerry, Marie and Lisa how y'all chillin'
Parties try to rock me, chicks try to clock me
My name is Shug, as if you didn't know
Word to Mike Tyson, hit you quick like lightnin'
Each and every sect we wreck, the crowd's electrified
Fuck around, lay around, do or die
I'm a bad man, understand where I come from
Publisher: EMI APRIL MUSIC INC.
I got crazy bitches like a Trojan on my dick
I'm up on the hill, and I force them dudes to chill
For your brother, I'm not a punk motherfucker see
I'm a bad nigga, how do you figure to take me
I will not stop, I won't be dropped by the cops
You figgedy fuck around, you lay around
You figgedy fuck around, you lay around
Easily, swiftly, you 'ew stupid you can't get with me
Fuck around, lay around, do or die
I wanna say whattup to my home girl, my main girl and my kids
The outcome, is that you'll get that ass hung
Fuck around, lay around, do or die
You figgedy fuck around, you lay around
Fumin' heahhh, I'm boomin' down on niggaz
I said you fuck around, lay around, do or die
I'm always laughin' haha 'cause you punks are clowns
We got the Guru in the house, and my man Lil' Dap
I'ma get the fuck up out of here
Treatin' niggaz dumb, as I drink my rum
Word to Joe Frazier, got ta do what pays ya
You figgedy fuck around, you lay around
Fuck around, lay around, do or die
I'm pimpin' hard, and punks are just a hoe
I kill it, fuck it, my shit is on hit
You know, like pow
I'm the one with the game, the twelve round
And you're out son, just like a one round bout son
Rippin' up shit as I do, because I'm violent
Since I'm passin' emcees, with my skill
That know what time it is, and the niggaz tryin' to get real
You figgedy fuck around, you lay around
Fuck around, lay around, do or die
So fuck around, lay around, do or die
Fuck around, lay around, do or die
But close your hips in, nigga you can't win
Got infinite length, with the strength of a real master
Punk like you, you get dropped like one two
Suckers we wet to the sound of the dope piano
You cannot break me, so don't mistake me
I wanna say whattup to all my people, yaknowhatI'msayin?
Niggaz try to block me, but they can't stop me
That's you and you and you, and oh yeah, you
Mystified, you get dissed, when you try, you die
Fuck around, lay around, do or die
I got your head as a trophy up on the mantle
And on that note, right
Fuck around, lay around, do or die
Cold deck ya, nah I could never respect a
Fuck around, lay around, do or die
You figgedy fuck around, you lay around
Songwriters: Big Shug, Keith Elam, G Guy
Yo Hobb, we got more rep than Lucky Luciano
Fish niggaz, they get fried upon my skillet
I'm bad, understand me with the game I kick
Yeah yeah, that's Shug for ninety-three
Fuck around, lay around, do or die
This is something you can't handle, here's one example
Fuck around, lay around, do or die
Fuck around, lay around, do or die
I did my time, and now I'm free
Give a nigga pain, like displeasure
They don't know, so I don't never give 'em a clue
You figgedy fuck around, you lay around
You stepped up, I whacked ya, you crept up, I smacked ya
And hittin' you blow so what you wanna do now?
I walk around, with a scowl and a grin
That's why when I walk in the room, punks are silent
You figgedy fuck around, you lay around
Crack to the concrete, from the underground