Lyrics:
the club and does our thing
My goonies by the bar
We ghetto superstars
They know just who we are
We pistol poppers chopper choppers
Blame it
Cartel. We got all the guns that you need to feel secure, provided by the Weapons industry. Kid Rock heaven. All you have to do is stay in your place and do
Ayy, I'm true to this game
Do it big 'til they remember your name
Hussle
We still them same niggas that we used to be
Blacc Sam in that sedan, in
and shifty, quickly call Swifty
To do a drive-by on the tenth speed with 50
Ya feelin' lucky? Squeeze
I catch you outside of Chuck E. Cheese
With your seed,
and shifty, quickly call Swifty
To do a drive-by on the tenth speed with 50
Ya feelin' lucky? Squeeze
I catch you outside of Chuck E. Cheese
With your seed,
youngins do is rhyme like they inebriated
I'm hated but yeah, that's how you know I made it
I'm one of the illest, I'm one of the realest, I'm ready
you do to me
You say you don't care when I'm doing me
But I know you by know you ain't fooling me
You playing games cus love comes easy don't it?
It's
a game
How come people all act the same
I got roof on my head
I got food in my pot
And the old ways are dead with the new ones we got
There's water
draw and figure it out
This game of charades
What do we do
So I don't have to make up games all in my head
What do we do
Or do I leave the ball in your
What we see (what we see) everyday (everyday)
Livin' in the ghetto this is where I stay
(What we do) what we do (to get by) to get by
Live or die,
These days it's all about the games people play
Yeah we on the way, a million miles away
It's me and you
Only thing we got left to do is
Leave
went
And took the stand
Do ya take the shot
Or do ya pass the ball
We was really in the field n****
Let me show ya
How we live n****
3 families in 1
8BSpace, Age-in baby
TSRight right right right
8BOne time
TSBeyotch
8BYeah, you know how they like it baby, nigga you can't retire
From
Same old shit, dog, just a different day (it is not a fuckin' game)
You know how niggas do when we play how we play
A man's gotta do what a man's
could do
That's all we could do, keep living the truth
Keep building with you, yeah, yeah
I remember how we met
I remember how we met
I remember how we
bitches through
You gon' fuck around and make bitches do (What)
We take bitches too (aight?)
And if you comin through my block, it's gon' be the last
you a bore man
Your bitch got served by a bar man
Pull up in the game like a big man
To me your bitch is like a big fan, yeah
Smashin' your bitch for
yeah, yeah, that's my dog, yeah (here we go)
Do it for the have-nots, do it for the lowlifes
Do it for the have-nots, do it for the lowlifes
Do it
styles, tell me how do it taste, iffy me to your crib on the way
Yeah yeah
Mic check one, two
Aye
Ready, set, go
Yeah we active
My generation fiending,
And still, we try to change the past, in vain
Never knowin if this game'll last
Feelin ashamed and if I die by a slug
The death of a true thug
Tell me will my
This is how we do it
(This is how we do it)
Sha-la-la-la-la-la-lo
Shabada-lo-lo-lo
(This is how we do it)
Lo-lo-lo-lo-oh-oh
This is how we do
This is how we do it
This is how we do it
La, la, la, la la, lo lo
La, la, la, lo lo, oh
This is how we do it
La, la la, la oh
This is how we
Slip by I'm just doing what I gotta and I
Get by, dripping sickened by the trauma but I
Get mine, and I'ma do it how I wanna
Said I, I get mine
I was just floating
Down the one way
Rolling by myself
I had the heater to my stomach
Will I do it maybe one day
Funny how we never let it go
We
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