Work It Out
Greg Nice Lyrics
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Whatchu gon' do, whatchu gonna do?
Hey yo, tell me Beatnuts, yo whatchu gon' do?
Turn it out, turn it out
Uhh! Turn it out, uhh turn it out
Hey yo, c'mon c'mon c'mon just turn it out
Uhh, c'mon c'mon c'mon just turn it out
C'mon c'mon c'mon just turn it out
Yo where my niggaz at? Buy up the bar - roll a trizzie
right out of the jar and let the bullets fly outta they car
Put the pressure on whatever they are
Live niggaz yo, you gotta hit the head or the heart
Oh it's money man? Handle your biz -- we the ones
that'll strangle your kids, make the pitbulls mangle your Wiz
Make it hotter than Los Angeles is
'Cause if we don't see a profit kid, nobody lives
Aiyyo we run up in the club, and herb every bouncer
Run up on stage and snatch a mic from the announcer
Beatnuts, don't get it twisted, this ain't salsa
Les the one that signed your bitch's chest like a voucher
I'm about ta, turn it up a little louder
Beats smack a little harder, got you sayin how the..
Hell did you do that over there?
Twist up nigga, there's buddha in the air, and
C'mon c'mon c'mon just turn it out, out
C'mon c'mon c'mon just turn it out, out
Gettin cash money what we be about bout
Gettin cash money what we be about bout
C'mon c'mon c'mon just turn it out, out
C'mon c'mon c'mon just turn it out, out
Gettin cash money what we be about bout
Gettin cash money what we be about bout
Yo.. aiyyo somethin better happen tonight, I got money
and the bitches is right, plus I ain't thinkin bout
startin a fight - but if I do I'll be the last nigga standin
Sippin J.D. at the bar, holdin the cannon
My niggaz get wild like that, yo we don't even like to
smile like that, c'mon I'm takin it to trial like that
Catch me chillin at the VIP's
All the bitches like pointin at me, you know it's me, what?
We're bout to turn it out (I repeat) turn it out
Put it out and let the DJ's burn it out
As soon as, the needle drop, it got your crew bouncin
Beatnuts, feelin this, through the 2000
Rapin loops innocently, cop anything
produced by me, and win instantly, yo!
This is THAT shit you gon' peep in your CD
Beatnuts, and my nigga Greg N-I-C-E
C'mon c'mon c'mon just turn it out, out
C'mon c'mon c'mon just turn it out, out
Gettin cash money what we be about bout
Gettin cash money what we be about bout
C'mon c'mon c'mon just turn it out, out
C'mon c'mon c'mon just turn it out, out
Gettin cash money what we be about bout
Gettin cash money what we be about bout
Gettin cash money what we be about bout
Gettin cash money what we be about bout
Gettin cash money what we be about bout
And if you drink Hennessey, say oh yeah
And wave yo' Dutchmasters in the air
Drink Hennessey, say oh yeah
And wave yo' Dutchmasters in the air
Drinkin Hennessey, say oh yeah
Wave yo' Dutchmasters in the air
Drinkin Hennessey, say oh yeah
Wave yo' Dutchmasters in the air
Drinkin Moet, say oh yeah
Wave yo' Dutchmasters in the air
Drinkin Alize, say oh yeah
Wave yo' Dutchmasters in the air
Fellas say HOE, ladies shake your butts
Greg N-I-C-E, with the Beatnuts
Fellas say HOE, ladies shake your butts
Greg N-I-C-E, with the Beatnuts
Fellas say HOE, ladies shake your butts
Greg N-I-C-E, with the Beatnuts
Fellas say HOE, ladies shake your butts
Greg N-I-C-E, with the Beatnuts
C'mon c'mon c'mon just check it out
Check it out, just check it out
C'mon c'mon c'mon just check it out
Check it out, just check it out
C'mon c'mon c'mon just check it out
Check it out, just check it out
Ah Brickland, it's time to turn it out
Chi-Town, New Orleans turn it out
D.C., Atlanta, turn it out
Philly, Miami, turn it out
V-A, Houston.. turn it out
B-more, Detroit - we got to turn it out out
Ah dance dance and don't stop, c'mon
Ah dance dance and don't stop, c'mon
Ah dance dance and don't stop, c'mon
Ah dance dance and don't stop, c'mon
In the song "Work It Out" by Greg Nice, he is urging people to turn up and enjoy the moment as they get money, dance, and drink. The song is a rap-song with a catchy beat that is intended to make people dance. The artist brags about his skills and encourages people to buy the bar, roll a trizzie, and let the bullets fly. Later in the song, he talks about running up to the club and snatching the mic from the announcer, and turning up the volume a little louder. He also raps about chilling in the VIP, sipping JD at the bar, holding his cannon, and taking it to trial.
While the lyrics in "Work It Out" by Greg Nice may seem nonsensical to some listeners, they are primarily about turning up, having fun, and enjoying the flow of money. The song talks about getting paid, partying, and having a good time, which is a universal theme in many rap songs. In general, the song is more about having fun and enjoying the moment than any profound message or social commentary about life.
Line by Line Meaning
Yo, yooo hey
Hey, listen up
Whatchu gon' do, whatchu gonna do?
What are you going to do?
Hey yo, tell me Beatnuts, yo whatchu gon' do?
Hey Beatnuts, what are you going to do?
Turn it out, turn it out
Let's liven things up
Uhh! Turn it out, uhh turn it out
Yeah! Get excited and turn it up
Hey yo, c'mon c'mon c'mon just turn it out
Hey, let's get things started
Uhh, c'mon c'mon c'mon just turn it out
Yeah, let's keep the energy high and have fun
C'mon c'mon c'mon just turn it out
Let's keep this party going
Yo where my niggaz at? Buy up the bar - roll a trizzie
Where are my friends? Let's buy drinks and roll a joint
right out of the jar and let the bullets fly outta they car
Smoke a joint and move on while angry people cause trouble
Put the pressure on whatever they are
Fight back against those who cause trouble
Live niggaz yo, you gotta hit the head or the heart
If you have to fight, aim to kill
Oh it's money man? Handle your biz -- we the ones
If it's about money, take care of business, we're the ones in charge
that'll strangle your kids, make the pitbulls mangle your Wiz
We are dangerous and can harm those who cross us
Make it hotter than Los Angeles is
Let's make things more exciting than Los Angeles
'Cause if we don't see a profit kid, nobody lives
We need to make a profit, or things will get ugly
Aiyyo we run up in the club, and herb every bouncer
We go to the club and intimidate the bouncers
Run up on stage and snatch a mic from the announcer
Take control of the stage and the performance
Beatnuts, don't get it twisted, this ain't salsa
We are Beatnuts, don't think we are salsa
Les the one that signed your bitch's chest like a voucher
Les signed your woman's chest like a voucher
I'm about ta, turn it up a little louder
I am going to make it louder and more exciting
Beats smack a little harder, got you sayin how the..
The music is hitting harder and making you feel hype
Hell did you do that over there?
How did you do that?
Twist up nigga, there's buddha in the air, and
Smoke some weed, there is a strong scent of marijuana in the air
C'mon c'mon c'mon just turn it out, out
Let's keep turning this party out
Gettin cash money what we be about bout
We're about getting money
Yo.. aiyyo somethin better happen tonight, I got money
Something better happen tonight because I have money
and the bitches is right, plus I ain't thinkin bout
The women are right and I'm not thinking about
startin a fight - but if I do I'll be the last nigga standin
I don't want to start a fight, but if I do, I will be the last one standing
Sippin J.D. at the bar, holdin the cannon
Drinking Jack Daniels at the bar, holding a gun
My niggaz get wild like that, yo we don't even like to
My friends get crazy like that, we don't even like to
smile like that, c'mon I'm takin it to trial like that
We don't smile like that, I'm willing to go to trial
Catch me chillin at the VIP's
Find me hanging out at the VIP area
All the bitches like pointin at me, you know it's me, what?
Women are looking at me and pointing, you know it's me, right?
We're bout to turn it out (I repeat) turn it out
We're about to get the party started (I repeat)
Put it out and let the DJ's burn it out
Put the music out and let the DJs play until the end
As soon as, the needle drop, it got your crew bouncin
As soon as the needle drops, your crew starts dancing
Beatnuts, feelin this, through the 2000
The Beatnuts can feel this through the year 2000
Rapin loops innocently, cop anything
Innocently stealing loops, buy anything
produced by me, and win instantly, yo!
Produced by me and win easily
This is THAT shit you gon' peep in your CD
This is that good music that you want to listen to on your CD
Beatnuts, and my nigga Greg N-I-C-E
The Beatnuts and my friend Greg Nice
And if you drink Hennessey, say oh yeah
If you drink Hennessy, say oh yeah
And wave yo' Dutchmasters in the air
And hold your Dutchmasters (cigars) in the air
Drink Hennessey, say oh yeah
Drink Hennessy and say oh yeah
Drinkin Hennessey, say oh yeah
Drinking Hennessy, say oh yeah
Wave yo' Dutchmasters in the air
Hold your Dutchmasters (cigars) in the air
Drinkin Moet, say oh yeah
Drinking Moet, say oh yeah
Drinkin Alize, say oh yeah
Drinking Alize, say oh yeah
Fellas say HOE, ladies shake your butts
Men say HOE, women shake your butts
Greg N-I-C-E, with the Beatnuts
Greg Nice with the Beatnuts
C'mon c'mon c'mon just check it out
Come and see what's happening
Check it out, just check it out
Look at what's happening
Ah Brickland, it's time to turn it out
Hey Brooklyn, it's time to party
Chi-Town, New Orleans turn it out
Chicago, New Orleans, let's party
D.C., Atlanta, turn it out
Washington D.C., Atlanta, let's party
Philly, Miami, turn it out
Philadelphia, Miami, let's party
V-A, Houston.. turn it out
Virginia, Houston, let's party
B-more, Detroit - we got to turn it out out
Baltimore, Detroit, we need to party hard
Ah dance dance and don't stop, c'mon
Let's dance and not stop, come on
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Written by: Greg Mays, Jerry Tineo, Lester Fernandez
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