It’s What I Do lyrics

(*talking*)
Check it hu-huh, it's the Young Don man
Tennessee-Texas connect, CMG my click C-Wiz
Holla at me young'n yeah, I get my hog on
That's what I do man, I'm a hog with it
Check it, freestyle

[Lil' Keke]
I'm a freestyling king, I don't joke
Catch me in the booth, and I'm firing up some smoke
I'll never be broke, cause I grind to the top
Catch me on the highway, letting down the top
In the drop, I'm sitting sideways and I'm crooked
It's the Young Don, got my time and I took it
Did my came back, in '94
I wrecked n*ggas, with my freestyle flow
It's 2005, I still go live
Young Don Ke', only the strong survive
I'm in the booth I'm spitting the truth, I'm bulletproof
A n*gga in my way, I might knock out his tooth
It's the Young Don, representing CMG
I freestyle, I don't have to write it G
I'm a motherf*cking vet, with my flow
I'm on this microphone, letting the whole world know
I'm f*cking with that C-Wiz, and this is Texas
Back in '99, I drove in my new Lexus
Buttoned up on 20's, I ain't gon even front
Young Don Ke', and I'm known to pull a stunt
A freestyle assassin, n*gga still blasting
Boys in the background, and they still asking
Where the Don at, I tell em that he back
I tell em on the microphone, bout to attack
I grab my f*cking gat, I lay a n*gga flat
I rat-ta-tat-tat, put him on his f*cking back
Don't play with the Don, my n*ggas call me Young
It's the young one, and I do it for my son
Money by the ton, I make these n*ggas run
I pop-pop buck-buck, n*gga with my gun
I lay you n*ggas down, repping H-Town
Popping trunks, still jamming to that Screw sound
Slowed Up Texas, we do it on the South
It's the Young Don, I got them diamonds in my mouth
n*ggas just talking, n*ggas just yapping
I told these n*ggas, that I'm back hungry back rapping
I never be capping, I'm always just twisting
On the microphone, I got these n*ggas ass kissing
Now the Don back, I ain't looking for no friends
Catch me in that slingshot, coupe fo' do' Benz
500 n*gga, I'm putting it on the plate
The Young Don, I only represent the Texas state
A freestyle legend, a freestyle pro
I'm the freestyle king, I let the whole world know
I started this verse, I'll make em put it in a hearse
Because your life is getting worse, I'm gift with the curse
Like my n*gga Beanie said, I ride red
I leave these n*ggas dead, I'm hollin' at my n*ggas in the FED
Some of these n*ggas out here, still snitching
Some of em b*tching, some of these n*ggas twisting
Like hoes, cause they the punkest
I'm hollin' at C-Will, cause I'm crunk with the crunkest
That's what we call our sh*t, the Tennessee-Texas connect
It's the Young Don, and I'm known to wreck give me the check
(*talking*)
C-Wiz, that's what it is n*gga
That's real freestyle, holla