What They Do
(专辑: Urban Legend - 2004)
[T.I.] Yea You already know what it is pimp (ay ay ay) T.I.P king of the
motherfucking South (B Gezzy let's do it homie) Grand Hustle pimp (Choppa City in here) Got my nigga Block in this bitch Eastside represent (yeah) Westside Bankhead nigga Zone 1
A-town nigga (ay ay ay ay ay ay) You know what it is Zone 3
Mechanicville Summer Hill nigga Pittsburgh (KLC let's ride) all my real niggaz ride ya'll know what's happening P.$.C. nigga [Verse 1: T.I.] Hey I
could give you what you want, T.I.P.'s the
hottest Gain what ya need, I
could tell you all about it You could up in the
streets, but it ain't no getting out it When I
tell you I'ma G, pimp I'm really being modest I
could tell bout the
dope boyz, hoes, and the
ballers (ho) The
pimps and the
macks, real niggaz dat what they call us Hanging in the
trap cause dat's what our daddies' taught us ?? on a
Lac to a
Benz on?? Standing on the
corner, slaging crack and stacking dollars Till it's time to cop a
brick and I'm tired of moving quarters My dad wasn't a
doctor and my momma wasn't a
lawyer I
ain't neva had shit, congratulation is in order (still trappin') Trying ta get a
meal fo my sons and my daughter If I
call a
bad bitch wit connects down in Florida Say her daddy and her uncle still gettin cross the
wall ?? I'd be a
motherfucking fool if I
don't call her [Chorus] Ah what it is my nigga, what it do? (ay what it do) I
gotta grip a
twin, I'm finna buss a
move (ah buss a
move) Ah what it is my nigga, what it do? (ay what it do) I
got the
tool and I'm finna cut a
fool (ah cut a
fool) Ay what it do, what it do, what it do, ay what it do What it do my nigga what it do, ay what it do Ay what it do, what it do, what it do, ay what it do What it do my nigga what it do, ay what it do [Verse 2: B.G.] I'ma H-U-S-T-L-E-Rah If I
don't know you then fuck ya If I
know you then I
front ya (proper) But you gotta break me off You don't, I
catch ya slipping on the
block and knock you off I
know people, I
get nice deals Get 'em $5 sell 'em $10 a
pill I
know people, big ki's for 13 If I
fuck witcha, ya get 'em for 16 I
know people, get 'em 300 a
pound Give 'em to ya for 500 if you my round I'ma hustler, holla at me Uptown I'm well connected with weed, white, slanging dat brown Come see a
nigga want a
nice 60 You real we swap work you fake its 20 g's It's like dat, I
done been thru the
struggle I'm running Choppa City an fucking with Grand Hustle [Chorus] [Verse 3: T.I.] I
got the
eye of a
tiger and the
heart of a
bear I'm the
king of the
jungle, you can follow me there Or you can hear it from these niggaz who was hardly there Or take it from niggaz who fought to make it a
star to get here Several years ago I
told myself I
solemnly swear Forever be hard to kill, even harder to scare One reason why me and other cats is hard to compare Cuz I'm fact, dat's fiction, it hardly compares Being hated part of the
game, pimp it's hard but it's fair Well I'ma be the
best, hate me, see if I
care But just know I'm raising the
bar and I'm keeping there And I'ma still ride clean, blowing weed in the
air With 2
or 3
bad bitches got they feet in the
air Say they like when I
smack on they ass and skeet in they hair Listen, I
don't care if you got the
song of the
year Ya whole show shuting down when the
don appear [Chorus]