F.A.L.A.

[Intro] Fuck around, lay around, do or die Fuck around, lay around, do or die Fuck around, lay around, do or die You figgity fuck around, you lay around [Verse 1: Big Shug] Word to Joe Frazier, got to do what pays ya Give a nigga pain like dysplasia But close your hips in, nigga, you can't win I walk around with a scowl and a grin Parties try to rock me, chicks try to clock me Niggas try to block me, but they can't stop me I'm a bad man, understand where I come from Treatin' niggas dumb as I drink my rum I'm a madman, I get respect with the TEC Put punks in check, Shug's on the set I'm the one with the game, the twelve round Crack to the concrete, from the underground I'm a bad nigga, how do you figure to take me? You cannot break me, so don't mistake me For your brother, I'm not a punk motherfucker, see I did my time, and now I'm free I'm a dope one, ready to rip and wreck shop I will not stop, I won't be dropped by the cops I'm bad, understand me with the game I kick I got crazy bitches like a Trojan on my dick [Verse 2: Guru] Yo hop, we got more rep than Lucky Luciano Suckers we wet to the sound of the dope piano This is something you can't handle, here's one example I got your head as a trophy up on the mantle Each and every sect we wreck, the crowd's electrified Mystified, you get dissed, when you try, you die Fish niggas, they get fried up on my skillet I kill it, fuck it, my shit is on hit And hittin' you, blaow (Blaow), so what you wanna do now? You stepped up, I whacked ya, you crept up, I smacked ya Got infinite length, with the strength of a real master If you don't bow down now, you'll get plowed down now You know, like "pow" [Chorus] Fuck around, lay around, do or die Fuck around, lay around, do or die Fuck around, lay around, do or die So fuck around, lay around, do or die Fuck around, lay around, do or die Fuck around, lay around, do or die You figgity fuck around, you lay around [Verse 3: Guru] Word to Mike Tyson, hit you quick like lightnin' Swing my left jab first and then come in with the right Cold deck ya, nah, I could never respect a Punk like you, you get dropped like one-two And you're out, son, just like a one round bout, son The outcome is that you'll get that ass hung Easily, swiftly, you stupid? You can't get with me [Refrain] Fuck around, lay around, do or die Fuck around, lay around, do or die I said fuck around, lay around, do or die [Verse 4: Big Shug] Fumin', huh, I'm boomin' down on niggas I figure, how could they take out a big nigga? They don't know, so I don't never give 'em a clue That's you and you and you, and oh yeah, you You can't get with this or take me down I'm always laughin', ha-ha, 'cause you punks are clowns Since I'm passin' emcees with my skill I'm up on the hill and I force them dudes to chill Rippin' up shit as I do because I'm violent That's why when I walk in the room, punks are silent My name is Shug, as if you didn't know I'm pimpin' hard and punks are just a ho [Chorus] Fuck around, lay around, do or die Fuck around, lay around, do or die I said you fuck around, lay around, do or die Fuck around, lay around, do or die I said you fuck around, lay around, do or die Fuck around, lay around, do or die Fuck around, lay around, do or die You figgity fuck around, you lay around [Interlude: Big Shug] Yeah, yeah, that's Shug for '93 I wanna say what up to all my people, you know what I'm sayin'? We got the Guru in the house with my man Lil' Dap Showin' motherfuckers where we're truly at I'd like to say what up to my homegirl, my main girl and my kids Wassup Kerry, Marie and Lisa how y'all chillin'? I know y'all in the motherfuckin' house too, yeah I like to say what up also, to all the peoples back home That know what time it is, and the niggas tryin to get real And on that note, right I'ma get the fuck out of here [Outro] You figgity fuck around, you lay around You figgity fuck around, you lay around You figgity fuck around, you lay around You figgity fuck around, you lay around You figgity fuck around, you lay around You figgity fuck around, you lay around