What We Do lyrics

Yeah... Ey Canti how you want this sh*t man
This sh*t easy...no steroids...
Shabazz Holla at me!

These n*ggas can't see me on my off day
MJ Fadeaway
Ballin on these n*ggas why they still on lay-away
f*ck it let the semi spray
Sing like Billy Holiday
Everyday a holiday but Sunday my off day
No I don't do off days, I just do the boss days
Dolla stay on point I heard em n*ggas tryna off me
I Just smoke a joint and let the stress bounce off me
Or I just f*ck a sl*t and after that b*tch get off me
Another day another Dolla another Dolla another problem
Another problem Another choppa, Another choppa another doctor
Another victim another service another service another casket another buried he a basterd
What Happened? I was asking for my cabbage
He was actin he ain't have it so I had to let him have it
Automatic for the static I'm a addict
Alot of rappers act bad but Dolla Bill's the baddest
My rhyme pattern is so damn erratic
Another rapper tryna jack it I was the first to had it
You can have it I done did it now I'm gone
I Don't do sh*t wrong Sound good when I yawn....
So damn easy, I talk so greasy cus these n*ggas cheezy
Believe me, they can't never leave me
I'm so damn hungry like my mama never feed me
So cive me, caged in I'm in my own damn zone
I evolve like a cave man
Gots K's, Macs, & Tecs..
Ye ain't think n*ggas rapped this good in his debt
I bet I'm the best sh*t yet
n*ggas just ain't hold it cus they can't catch
Like a n*gga with no hands
n*ggas light weight call em Lindsay Lohan
Check out this program, the area is so damn
New thought bout gone buyin a handstand
You in a quick sand, I'm in a foreign land
Somewhere with a b*tch and we catchin a quick tan
Track my b*tch now, started to itch now
On my sh*t now, all on my di*k now
Game f*cked up and I'm startin to flip now
Cotton mouth rappers n*ggas can't even speak now
b*tch
I Said Cotton mouth rappers n*ggas can't even speak now b*tch
They call me Dolla bill G.A.N.G. I Do this sh*t for real b*tch bow down!