Luyện nghe bài hát This Is What I Do

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

You amongst the Diplomat
my man, Hell Rell, he locked 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 anyway, get high anyway
An' let my V.V.S. blind your eyes anyway, fucker

Y'all wannabe gangsta's to me
After two years of teachin', you'll get your
I took over an' put dope 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 a remix, nigga
An' yea, top on your six, go 'head, drop that
Just makin' it ways more easier to get popped at,

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

An' my word, fam, I swore to my mother I'd get you
a phone call, now I'm done wit the issues
Now all my gorillas gon' come an' get you
An' murk off in a nickel, the color 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 will run from da
Holla if y'all birds, I can front you a couple, nigga

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Everybody pay up or get sprayed up
This year, I'mma get my name an' my weight up
Go see primo, razor blade the 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, give 'em to my
Send work out of town, is what I do
Be wit my niggas, is what I do, nigga

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

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