Do That Shit

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Sick when she rock shit  stop when block shit 
Never try to run when she pull back the cock shit 
Stop  drop  shut 'em down open up shop shit 
Got 'em goin' crazy  wonderin' when they could cop shit 
First lady  Ruff Ryder  honey got the hot shit 
Star bound  money now  for jet black drop shit 
Eve guarantee  betcha' niggaz want to pop this 
Little kids be behind me screamin' out, "Can you stop miss?!!" 
I know they daddy's fiendin', daydreamin' bout me topless 
Real bitches listen while they ride around and knock my shit 
Try not to move ya head, come on now, stop it 
Hustle nigga betty take yours quicker than coke profit 
'Cause I can double it, and put 
Bitch on bitch, brick on brick, stich on stich, who you fuckin wit? 
Not me, can't a nigga or bitch stop me 
You hatin' mothafuckas line up for your first copy 

Y'all fuckin' with the right ones, uh
Role it up and just lite some, uh 
Where my niggaz with the big guns? 
And when you smoke that shit it's like, "whoa! Whoa!" 
Y'all fuckin' with the right ones, uh
Role it up and just lite some, uh
Where my niggaz that take ones? 
'Cause when we smoke that shit it's like "whoa! Whoa!" 

Uh, yo 
Start the beef, hold up, ran when we rolled up 
Tough guy, want to try ya luck? Betcha' fold up 
Ask around partner, got this whole shit sewed up 
Gotcha' cryin' like, "Man I want to blow up!!" 
Cowards make me sick, swear to god I want to throw-up 
Answer in a session with me? You better flow tough 
Offended? Don't agree with what I'm sayin' nigga? So what? 
Now I gotta teach you respect, you better slow up 
Question, 'Can she really hold it down?' (sure enough) 
Philly's where she from, but when she smoke, she like to go Dutch 
You know what? Quick to take the next man shyne 
Quick to make him start bitchin' make the next man whine 
Fuckin' babies!! Go ahead and lay down, it's nap-time 
Same shit you spittin', heard it in your last rhyme 
Ain't to much thatchu' could do, so that'chure skills could pass mine 
Car eer fineto, here's some dough, go watch a peep show 


What me to talk crazy, shit, my moms made me 
And all ya'll niggas can do is spend a paybie
Ain't gonna never change, do anything for bricks 
Call my celly to come get you while I pass you in your Range 
Nigga ride ya shotgun in the car wit' your friends 
And what the f*ck you want to do? But want to blow out your brains? 
Clown, I spot 'em from the time you buy me a drink 
Instantly I get a vision of diamond studded links, and full ink minks 
And little doggies dyed pink 
'Cause I know ya want to spend your last, before you even think 
If you know somethin', speak the shit, I can keep a secret 
To me, the niggas with the most money, is the cheapest 
Want to give me money off the book? Daddy you can keep it 
That's why they got the most sites, and in the most fights 
And walk with big brolic niggas that's protectin' they life 
If you know you pussy nigga, take off the ice 


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