Luyện nghe bài hát This Is What I Do

Yea, Killa, what we gettin' to do is
the men from the mice, pit from the poodles
An' the villains the heroes
Dipset, bitch, you know what means?

You the Diplomat community
my man, Hell Rell, he locked up
He to come home, hit 'em Rell

By the time this shit the streets
probably be shackled up on a bus wit beats
But I'mma ride anyway, get high
An' let my V.V.S. jewels blind your anyway, fucker

wannabe gangsta's listen to me
After two years of teachin', you'll get your
I took blocks an' put dope an' coke on it
Subbed niggas out an' put them my deodorant

Just my speed stick, nigga, I see chips quicker
So hot, tomorrow I'm a remix, nigga
An' yea, your top on six, go 'head, drop that
makin' it ways more easier to get popped at, nigga

Roll the haze, let's get an' higher
But G, you me coke, I supplier, supplier
ask 'bout the flow, yea, it's fire, it's fire
Y'all snitch niggas, y'all was to be wired

An' my word, fam, I swore to my mother I'd get you
Made a call, now I'm done wit the issues
Now all my gorillas gon' through an' get you
An' murk off in a double nickel, the of pickles

I got a serious pimp game, I rock a chain
Toe the two tone rugger an' roll wit da Dip
Y'all the type of niggas that run from da rubble
if y'all want birds, I can front you a couple, nigga

I stack chips, this is I do
Run through divas, give 'em to my
Send work out of town, this is I do
Be wit my niggas, is what I do

I chips, this is what I do
Run through divas, 'em to my crew
work out of town, this is what I do
Be wit my niggas, this is I do

Shorty I had plans of spousin' her
I just to have sex on the couch wit her
Do it in the wit her
her a few bricks, make her take it down south wit her
I'm my scrilla, come fuck wit your nigga

An' all these haters buss at your nigga
An' try to do me, so I the Uzi under the coogy
This shit you gon' in your bones
ask if I'm down wit the Roc
'Cause I be wit an' Jones

I just put rocks on da an' rock rocks on my wrist
Get your hardest nigga, he ain't like this
I'm tossin', nigga, this is hungry season
We stopped flossin', you an' your mans is it
Where's our

Yo, Killa, reason they killas
When they buss in their hoes, they 'em get abortions
dro, flow awesome
I got two guns, you got two guns, let's have a

See, I start a riot in a minute, supply it if you it
I'm out samples, go 'head try it, it's terrific
The head love me, females wanna hug me, kiss me
Buy the whole wit crumbled up fifties

Don't cop from that nigga, Rell, is what you tell the
We gettin' all the money 'cause the look like jellybeans
A few blocks an' the lock an' key, but I a world
So time to lay pressure game down, like Preacher Earl

Everybody pay up or get sprayed up
This year, I'mma get my name back an' my up
Go see primo, razor blade the up
some packs an' some workers an' start rackin' cake up
This is I do

I stack chips, this is I do
Run through divas, give 'em to my
Send out of town, this is what I do
Be wit my niggas, is what I do, nigga

I stack chips, is what I do
Run through divas, give 'em to my crew,
Send work out of town, this is I do, nigga
Be wit my niggas, is what I do, nigga

This is he does, Killa, Santana, Jim Jones
Freaky, Tito here tonight, Taliban, Brozzy
side, Diplomats, man, see what we do, man
This is not a motherfuckin'
Holla at boy, that's seven digit cake, man