Wat It Do lyrics

by

Rob Vicious


[Chorus]
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Oooh
Ooh, What that sh*t do? (Aye, what that sh*t do?)
Got it off the block (got it off the)
Stash it in my shoe (shoe)
These n*ggas ain't for real, just love to type (to type)
Still love them '38s, that's my type (yeah that's my type)
Hope you with that sh*t you rappin' on that mic
Ask yo' self, are you really about that life? (Ooh)

[Verse 1]
Since I turned 21, I made a promise to myself I won't tote no 22s
Watch your mouth 'fore I fix it like the dentist do
Still making shake, pullin' strings like some tennis shoes
That '40 smack just like some Henny do
Me and Gang signed a deal, now I got plenty guns
I was sick when I lost my pistol, now I got plenty of 'em
Got your homeboy hogtied in the back of the semi-truck
They think we just talkin' him until we send the ones
n*ggas seen that too
Make them say ooh (make that say ooh)
I'm standing 6'1
But I got 7.62s

[Chorus]
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Oooh
Ooh, What that sh*t do? (Aye, what that sh*t do?)
Got it off the block (got it off the)
Stash it in my shoe (shoe)
These n*ggas ain't for real, just love to type
Still love them '38s, thats my type (yeah that's my type)
Hope you with that sh*t you rappin' on that mic
Ask yo' self, are you really about that life?
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