Everybody asks me what, everybody me who Everybody me why I do what I do I walk around the town with a paper bag brown With a beer inside of it I drink a lot of it I to get lit so everyday I take a hit And I don't give a shit just what you of it Don't bother me, bother you What the hell you to do? Get up in my mix, why you wanna fix who ain't broke I must have done right I take flight day and night and try to make my tight Like that bandana on your arm, I'll scar you like a I'm sick of you fucking people about me like I'm equal Like I make shit real severe, I'll make you all But right now I'm not ready to serve twenty years, to life That's not something I'll do for you I do what I do I do what I do
I do what I do I do, when I want to I do what I do I do what I do I do, what's it to you I do what I do I do what I do when I do, when I to I do what I do I do what I do I do, what's it to you When I do I do
Make sure my head is so I throw on brand new blades leave home without my shades and some money I just made Pantalones big in size, 'cause inside there's a big You think you're bad like me? I'll believe when pigs fly I kick under lamps, do what? No, I bust raps Just me el maldito, flying like an eagle for release so, bumping like the Misos I got a lot of primos, not to mention mi On the bicicleta on the way to the That's I said I'd meet the vato, my conecta Give him feria in exchange for some yesca The one quitter, spinning my cabeza But don't me druggy, because that word is ugly I just smoke marijuana, any I wanna There's no change in me, can't turn my brown blue I do what I do when I do I do
I always up dust but I always keep my shoes clean say I'm too mean, what the hell do you mean? They say when I rolas Lil' Rob controla As if I didn't know, on you pillow Don't know if I know enough, know to call your bluff Why you wanna school me? Fool you fool me The truth is in your eyes, the window to soul You say you got pedo, puto let it go Before you get too deep and you losing sleep Got you weeping like a willow, break you a window Spinning faster than my cd, so fast you can't see me Black boots, black Dickies, shirt and my beanie Got eyes my head, I stab back-stabbers dead Put all up in their place, they catch a case up in their face Hey you know it's true, but is it to you I do what I do I do what I do