Luyện nghe bài hát This Is What I Do

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

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

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

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

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

Roll the haze, let's get higher an'
But G, you sellin' me coke, I supplier,
They ask 'bout the flow, yea, it's fire, it's
Y'all snitch niggas, was hired 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 gon' come through an' get you
An' murk off in a double nickel, the of pickles

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

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

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

Shorty thought I had plans of her
I just wanted to 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 'bout my scrilla, come fuck wit your

An' all these wanna buss at your nigga
An' try to do me, so I rock the Uzi under the
shit you gon' feel in your bones
They ask if I'm wit the Roc
'Cause I be wit Killa an'

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

Yo, Killa, only they killas
they buss in their hoes, they make 'em get abortions
Smoke dro, flow
I got two guns, you got two guns, have a foursome

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

cop from that nigga, Rell, is what you tell the fiends
We gettin' all the money 'cause the dimes look jellybeans
A few blocks an' the an' key, but I need a world
So it's time to lay pressure game down, like Earl

Everybody pay up or get sprayed up
This year, I'mma get my name an' my weight up
Go see primo, razor the plate up
Make some an' some workers an' start rackin' cake up
is what I do

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

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

is what he does, Killa, Santana, Jim Jones
Freaky, Tito here tonight, whole Taliban,
45th side, Diplomats, man, see we do, man
is not a motherfuckin' joke
Holla at boy, that's seven digit cake, man