Doin’ Nothin’ Blu (Ft. U-God)

[Verse 1: Blu]
Uh, ayo, feet planted, eyes slanted, grand peripheral
Extraordinary band of individuals
Standin' at the manda, dismissable
Peace to the nation, got patience to sing to you
Ten to two, I'm pennin' truth in the lines
In the booth with a glass of orange juice to the lime
Ballin', must've played hoops all the time
Spaldin', bounce put the boost in her spine
Had to give her a reason to rewind
So you ain't got to, tell her slide through
Pop bottles with models and hit the drive-through
Karma suited for Kama Sutras
Spanish ma with the somber movements
One-two'in' like I'm stomping to it
And uncut without condom usage
R-A-W and, what the fuck is you doin'? (Nothin)
Selling them lines to the kids

[Hook: U-God]
A nigga gotta live
A nigga gotta live
A nigga gotta live
A nigga gotta live
A nigga gotta live