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TONY YAYO lyrics : "What We Do"

(feat. Lloyd Banks)

[Lloyd Banks:]

Uh huh GGGG G Unit
Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo
50 Cent


[Tony Yayo:]
New York now


[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]
Sometimes I wake up by my bed sweatin' but it still feels like i'm dreamin'

Forty cal. under my pillow, condom feelin' my !@&(
The physical presence of a females the form of a demon
That's why, I $#&@ 'em and leave 'em

Get my nut while I'm breathin'
Never thought they'd catch me slippin' now I'm duckin' and drippin'
That's a thousand dollar outfit what the $#&@ is you rippin'?

You trippin'
On records I could get my $$# in position
Death wish for no religion whether Catholic or Christian

Listen, I went through Mama (*##$in' in and out the kitchen
With probable cause cuz papa was in and out the prison
I'm a soldier, holdin' my weight on my own ya know

Its Tony Yayo
Let 'em have it


[Verse 2: Tony Yayo]
^!$$%s actin' like we go back like car seats
Wait a minute pa, you ain't hard on these streets

I got some hard body (*##$es in a wide body coupe
That give you more stitches than an Armani suit
Since god made dirt

Dirt don't hurt
Unless you six feet deep or in the back of a hearse
Hood rats in the hood can't concentrate

Cause they see the Cardiare with the rosey face
Some hustle for clothes some hustle for sneakers
Me I got Os i'm givin' out free peices

You heard me
I'm givin' out free peices
You heard me ^!$$%

We givin' out free peices

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