Don't You
C.O.Z Lyrics


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(I'm not trying to be nosey babe, oh no)
We gotta let this one breathe, Just
Just let it breathe for a sec
(I'm not trying to give you no advice)
Yup, Hovi's home
The newest edition to the Roc
(I don't plan to be no philosopher)
M.O.P.
The Blueprint 2 is on its way
I know ya hear my footsteps out there, I'm comin'
(But I still know this is the life, baby, baby)
Let's go get 'em Just

Time to duck, fire
Duck, fire, duck, fire
Duck, fire, duck, fire

You don't know what you're doing, doing, doing, doing

It's the MOP (yes)
And the zip-code is
1 (1), 2 (2), 3 (3)
And motherfucker we comin', a hunnid miles and gunnin'
I'm still runnin' with cats that rob
From the era of XL 80's and hatchback Saabs
(Same game) Operation for this industry lock down
We still tote hammers that go blak-ow
Run up if you wanna, believe me dog
These hammers with they owners, fuck ya G up
Have ya with blue Pampers in a coma, and
Your family now moan, look, 70 pounds gone
A little fuck, shriveled up with a hospital gown on
(We holdin' it down holmes) Keep pushin' we fell, bastards
To get over, we prowl with slippery shell tactics
Chipity frail bastards, your tracks need tune-ups
Lil' nigglet, what the fuck you recordin' for, Nick Jr?
(The game ain't changed) It just got harder
Plus we sponsored by Laze, Dame Dash and Mr. S. Carter
Brownsville (yep), we stomp in this bitch all day
Rock with my cock out, face the crowd and piss off stage

Uh, uh, uh
I'm from the G side of thangs
Where we ride and bang, with a heat that'll flame
That's how we got the name (warriors)
Embedded in ya brain, and someone should be tellin 'em
The veterans have came, and we're better in the game
You better make it rain (27 a grams)
My man, it's better than cocaine, now everything will change
In this family we'll rule the world
And you haters can eat a dick up 'til you hiccup and hurl
A decade on the grind, nigga I paid mine
So it's my time to shine and for you can ride the pine
I wont sit back and rap like these dumb ass kids
I been around, I put it down, I ain't these young ass kids
(MOP) The OG's repped and survived around this motherfucker
(First family) We kept it live around this motherfucker
When it's crunch time, we do it our wizzay
For shizzle my nigga, learned to grip pistols in BK

Turn my music high, high, high, high-er

Mo' fire, more Rocawear attire
Mo' money, mo' murder now that M.O.P.'s hired
Mo' further for The Roc empire, y'all won't serve us
Y'all nervous, know them guns on full service, ready to fire
One body, two body, three body, four
Young sittin' on paper, I'm above the law
Young shittin' on haters, I ain't fuckin' with y'all
For my Brownsville neighbors, How About Some Hardcore?
And it just get worser, every time I sign my signature in cursive
Just add another million to these verses
One million, two million, three million, four
And the money's really worthless, I'm pissin' you off on purpose
My nephew's situated, and my mom straight
So I'm ready for whatever drama should come my way
And you niggas rappin' to me, so your drama is fake
You dudes is noodles, I got more ziti to bake
You dudes is cake, I keep two biscuits on the waist
Razor blades under the tongue, I will eat your face
Appetite for destruction, I am starving today
Got a money hungry lawyer that'll eat the case
And that's just food for thought, don't let it go to waste
Nigga bite the bullet until you stuffing your face, ha
I done forgot more than you ever learned
What you don't know will make your home a permanent urn, nigga

Do you believe it?
You don't know what you're doing, doing, doing, doing
Do you believe it?




You don't know what you're doing, doing, doing, doing
Do you believe it?

Overall Meaning

The song "Don't You" by C.O.Z is a rap song that features several artists and boasts a powerful beat, smooth flow, and introspective lyrics about life struggles, success, and the rap game. The track opens with a disclaimer from the artist, stating that he is not attempting to give advice or philosophical insights - he simply wants to let the track breathe for a sec. The first verse is rapped by M.O.P, who uses telling imagery to paint a picture of his past experiences, the streets he comes from, and the weapons he carries. The chorus is a repetition of the line "you don't know what you're doing," driving home the idea that the rap game is difficult and it's hard to make a name for yourself.


The second verse features Jay-Z, who provides a contrast to M.O.P's harsh and gritty style with more polished rhymes about success, fame, and fortune. He raps about his influence in the industry, his ability to generate wealth, and his disregard for haters. He also sends shoutouts and references to other artists, producers, and businessmen who he considers his peers or collaborators. The third verse is a continuation of Jay-Z's flow, where he talks about his family, his neighborhood, and his legal troubles. He brags about his lyrical prowess, his financial status, and his connections in the game, warning others not to mess with him or his crew.


Overall, "Don't You" is a song that showcases the talents of multiple artists, the diversity of the rap genre, and the complexity of life in general. It touches on themes such as survival, struggle, ambition, strength, and success, using rap as a tool for self-expression and empowerment.


Line by Line Meaning

(I'm not trying to be nosey babe, oh no)
I'm not trying to intrude or pry, my love


We gotta let this one breathe, Just
We need to allow this moment to unfold and develop, Just


Just let it breathe for a sec
Just give it a moment to settle and take its own course


(I'm not trying to give you no advice)
I'm not attempting to offer you any guidance


Yup, Hovi's home
Indeed, Hovi (Jay-Z) is present


The newest edition to the Roc
The latest addition to the Roc-A-Fella Records


(I don't plan to be no philosopher)
I have no intention of being a philosopher


M.O.P.
Mash Out Posse (M.O.P.)


The Blueprint 2 is on its way
The release of The Blueprint 2 album is forthcoming


I know ya hear my footsteps out there, I'm comin'
I'm aware that you can hear me approaching, I'm coming


(But I still know this is the life, baby, baby)
However, I still understand that this is the lifestyle we've chosen, my love


Let's go get 'em Just
Let's go and conquer, Just


Time to duck, fire
It's time to take cover and shoot


Duck, fire, duck, fire
Take cover, shoot, take cover, shoot


Duck, fire, duck, fire
Take cover, shoot, take cover, shoot


You don't know what you're doing, doing, doing, doing
You lack awareness of what you're engaging in


It's the MOP (yes)
It's the Mash Out Posse (M.O.P.) (yes)


And the zip-code is
And the zip-code is


1 (1), 2 (2), 3 (3)
1 (one), 2 (two), 3 (three)


And motherfucker we comin', a hunnid miles and gunnin'
And we're coming, relentless and determined, from a hundred miles away


I'm still runnin' with cats that rob
I'm still rolling with individuals who engage in theft


From the era of XL 80's and hatchback Saabs
From the time of large jackets and hatchback Saabs


(Same game) Operation for this industry lock down
(Same game) Our operation works to control this industry


We still tote hammers that go blak-ow
We still carry guns that make a loud noise when fired


Run up if you wanna, believe me dog
Approach us if you desire, trust me, my friend


These hammers with they owners, fuck ya G up
These guns, along with their owners, will harm and overpower you


Have ya with blue Pampers in a coma, and
Leave you in a coma, wearing blue diapers, and


Your family now moan, look, 70 pounds gone
Your family now mourns, see, you've lost 70 pounds


A little fuck, shriveled up with a hospital gown on
A pathetic creature, emaciated, wearing a hospital gown


(We holdin' it down holmes) Keep pushin' we fell, bastards
(We're maintaining control, friend) Keep pushing, we won't fail, you fools


To get over, we prowl with slippery shell tactics
To triumph, we employ cunning and evasive maneuvers


Chipity frail bastards, your tracks need tune-ups
Fragile and feeble-minded individuals, your music requires improvement


Lil' nigglet, what the fuck you recordin' for, Nick Jr?
Little fool, what the hell are you recording for, Nickelodeon Junior?


(The game ain't changed) It just got harder
(The game hasn't transformed) It has simply become more challenging


Plus we sponsored by Laze, Dame Dash and Mr. S. Carter
Additionally, we are supported by Laze, Dame Dash, and Mr. S. Carter (Jay-Z)


Brownsville (yep), we stomp in this bitch all day
Brownsville (yes), we dominate and conquer this territory all day long


Rock with my cock out, face the crowd and piss off stage
Perform confidently and disruptively, facing the audience while acting arrogantly on stage


Uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh


I'm from the G side of thangs
I come from the gangster side of things


Where we ride and bang, with a heat that'll flame
Where we cruise and engage in violence, possessing a firearm that will ignite


That's how we got the name (warriors)
That's how we obtained our reputation (as warriors)


Embedded in ya brain, and someone should be tellin 'em
Implanted within your mind, and someone ought to inform them


The veterans have came, and we're better in the game
The seasoned individuals have arrived, and we excel in this industry


You better make it rain (27 a grams)
You better make it rain (27 grams at a time)


My man, it's better than cocaine, now everything will change
My friend, it's more intoxicating than cocaine, now everything will undergo transformation


In this family we'll rule the world
In this collective, we will dominate the world


And you haters can eat a dick up 'til you hiccup and hurl
And you haters can experience discomfort and vomit while gobbling a penis


A decade on the grind, nigga I paid mine
Ten years of hard work, my friend, I've paid my dues


So it's my time to shine and for you can ride the pine
So it's my turn to excel, and you can sit on the bench


I wont sit back and rap like these dumb ass kids
I won't stay passive and rap like these foolish youngsters


I been around, I put it down, I ain't these young ass kids
I have experience, I've made my mark, I'm not like these naive youngsters


(MOP) The OG's repped and survived around this motherfucker
(Mash Out Posse) The original gangsters have represented and thrived in this place


(First family) We kept it live around this motherfucker
(First family) We've maintained an energetic atmosphere in this place


When it's crunch time, we do it our wizzay
When it's a critical moment, we do it our way


For shizzle my nigga, learned to grip pistols in BK
Indeed, my friend, I acquired the skill of handling firearms in Brooklyn


Turn my music high, high, high, high-er
Increase the volume of my music, higher and higher


Mo' fire, more Rocawear attire
More intensity, more clothing from Rocawear brand


Mo' money, mo' murder now that M.O.P.'s hired
More money, more acts of violence now that M.O.P. is employed


Mo' further for The Roc empire, y'all won't serve us
More progress for the Roc-A-Fella Records empire, you won't outdo us


Y'all nervous, know them guns on full service, ready to fire
You all are anxious, aware that the guns are fully operational and prepared to shoot


One body, two body, three body, four
Numerous individuals killed, one after another


Young sittin' on paper, I'm above the law
Young and wealthy, I surpass the law


Young shittin' on haters, I ain't fuckin' with y'all
Young and disregarding the haters, I am not involved with any of you


For my Brownsville neighbors, How About Some Hardcore?
For my neighbors in Brownsville, let's listen to some hardcore music


And it just get worser, every time I sign my signature in cursive
And it becomes worse, every time I autograph something in cursive


Just add another million to these verses
Simply add another million dollars to the income generated from these verses


One million, two million, three million, four
One million, two million, three million, four


And the money's really worthless, I'm pissin' you off on purpose
And the money is truly meaningless, I'm intentionally angering you


My nephew's situated, and my mom straight
My nephew is well-established, and my mother is financially stable


So I'm ready for whatever drama should come my way
So I am prepared for any conflict that may arise


And you niggas rappin' to me, so your drama is fake
And you individuals are rapping to me, so your conflicts are fabricated


You dudes is noodles, I got more ziti to bake
You guys are weak, I have more money to earn


You dudes is cake, I keep two biscuits on the waist
You guys are soft, I carry two guns on my waist


Razor blades under the tongue, I will eat your face
I have hidden razor blades beneath my tongue, I will harm you severely


Appetite for destruction, I am starving today
Intense desire to cause destruction, I am extremely hungry for it today


Got a money hungry lawyer that'll eat the case
I have a greedy lawyer who will effectively handle any legal matter


And that's just food for thought, don't let it go to waste
And that's just something to ponder, don't disregard its value


Nigga bite the bullet until you stuffing your face, ha
My friend, endure the hardships until you are overwhelmed, ha


I done forgot more than you ever learned
I have forgotten more knowledge than you have ever acquired


What you don't know will make your home a permanent urn, nigga
What you are not aware of will turn your home into a permanent resting place, my friend


Do you believe it?
Do you believe it?


You don't know what you're doing, doing, doing, doing
You have no understanding of what you're doing


Do you believe it?
Do you believe it?


You don't know what you're doing, doing, doing, doing
You have no understanding of what you're doing


Do you believe it?
Do you believe it?




Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Jamal Grinnage, James Smith, Eric Murry, Shawn Carter, E Murry, S Carter

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Tu Mandy

Want to, but I can't help it
I love the way it feels,
It's got me stuck between my fantasy and what is real
I need it when I want it, I want it when I don't
Tell myself I'll stop everyday, knowin' that I won't

I got a problem and I don't know what to do about it
Even if I did, I don't know if I would quit but I doubt it
I'm taken by the thought of it, and I know this much is true
Baby, you have become my addiction, I'm so strung out on you
I can barely move but I like it
And it's all because of you [3X]
And it's all because...
Never get enough,
She's the sweetest drug

Think of it every second
I can't get nothing done,
Only concern is the next time, I'm gonna get me some
Know I should stay away from, cause it's no good for me
I try and try but my obsession wont let me leave

[Bridge:]
I got a problem and I don't know what to do about it
Even if I did, I don't know if I would quit but I doubt it
I'm taken by the thought of it, and I know this much is true
Baby, you have become my addiction, I'm so strung out on you
I can barely move but I like it

And it's all because of you (all because of you) [3X]
And it's all because...
Never get enough,
She's the sweetest drug

Ain't no doubt, so strung out [2X]
Over you, over you, over you

Because of you,
And it's all because of you,
Never get enough
She's the sweetest drug, she's the sweetest drug



y,

[Intro]
Ooh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

[Verse 1]
Want to, but I can't help it, I love the way it feels
It's got me stuck between my fantasy and what is real
I need it when I want it, I want it when I don't
Tell myself I'll stop everyday, knowin' that I won't

[Refrain]
I got a problem and I don't know what to do about it
Even if I did, I don't know if I would quit but I doubt it
I'm taken by the thought of it
[Pre-Chorus]
And I know this much is true
Baby, you have become my addiction
I'm so strung out on you
I can barely move but I like it

[Chorus]
And it's all because of you (All because of you)
And it's all because of you (All because of you)
And it's all because of you (All because of you)
And it's all because
Never get enough
She's the sweetest drug, ooh-oh-oh

[Verse 2]
Think of it every second, I can't get nothin' done
Only concern is the next time I'm gon' get me some
Know I should stay away from, 'cause it's no good for me
I try and try, but my obsession won't let me leave

[Refrain]
I got a problem and I don't know what to do about it
Oh, even if I did, I don't know if I would quit but I doubt it
I'm taken by the thought of it, hey

[Pre-Chorus]
And I know this much is true
Baby, you have become my addiction
I'm so strung out on you (Strung out on you)
I can barely move but I like it (I like it)

[Chorus]
And it's all because of you (Oh, all because of you)
And it's all because of you (All because of you)
And it's all because of you (All because of you)
And it's all because
Never get enough (Never get enough)
She's the sweetest drug, ooh-oh-oh

[Bridge]
Ain't no doubt (No doubt, hey), so strung out (Strung out)
Ain't no doubt (There's ain't no grain of doubt, oh)
So strung out (Hey)
Over you, over you (You), over you (You)
Ooh-oh-oh, because of you
And it's all because of you
Never get enough
She's the sweetest drug

[Pre-Chorus]
And I know this much is true
Baby, you (Baby, you, you, you)
Have become my addiction (My addiction)
I'm so strung out on you
I can barely move but I like it (Oh, I like it, yeah)

[Chorus]
And it's all because of you (All because of you)
And it's all because of you (All because of you)
And it's all because of you (All because of you)
And it's all because
Never get enough (Oh, never get enough)
She's the sweetest drug
[Outro]
She's the sweetest drug



richmond john mernelo

Want to but I can’t help it
I love the way it feels
It’s got me stuck between my fantasy and what is real
I need it when I want it
I want it when I don’t
Tell myself I’ll stop everyday knowin’ that I won’t

I got a problem and I don’t know what to do about it
Even if I did I don’t know if I would quit but I doubt it
I’m taken by the thought of it

And I know this much is true
Baby you
Have become my addiction
I’m so strung out on you
I can barely move
But I like it

And it’s all because of you (all because of you)
And it’s all because of you (all because of you)
And it’s all because of you (all because of you)
And it’s all because…
Never get enough
She’s the sweetest drug

Think of it every second
I can’t get nothing done
Only concern is the next time I’m gonna get me some
Know I should stay away from
‘Cause it’s no good for me
I try and try but my obsession won’t let me leave

I got a problem and I don’t know what to do about it
Even if I did I don’t know if I would quit but I doubt it
I’m taken by the thought of it

And I know this much is true
Baby you
Have become my addiction
I’m so strung out on you
I can barely move
But I like it

And it’s all because of you (all because of you)
And it’s all because of you (all because of you)
And it’s all because of you (all because of you)
And it’s all because…
Never get enough
Never get enough
She’s the sweetest drug

Ain’t no doubt
So strung out
Ain’t no doubt
So strung out
Only you only you only you

Because of you
And it’s all because of you
Never get enough
She’s the sweetest drug
She’s the sweetest drug



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michael

Try and sit still while listening to this song. Go on...try it. I'll be over here bopping. 🤣

アンズーAkyro

This song is ageless... it never gets old. Never fails to bring back so much nostalgia of the late 2000s.

DavieS

This and let me love you.... These 2 are Neyo at his best.. Glad this song is back again

BS

Best song by Neyo imo. Second is miss independent

Vera g Ch

@Pillow sAsaZzSAoe Se ree

Aaron Hermoso

I'm glad that this song was popular again so that kids will know how amazing Ne-Yo and his songs was

Summer Knight

I love his music is so nice

Cynthia Puyo

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XxxGoldenTree

I love this song it makes me feel better when I am stressed

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