Il testo della 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 semen
The physical presence of a females the form of a demon
That's why, i fuck '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 fuck is you rippin'?
You trippin'
On records i could get my ass in position
Death wish for no religion whether catholic or christian
Listen, i went through mama bitchin' 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)
Niggas actin' like we go back like car seats
Wait a minute pa, you ain't hard on these streets
I got some hard body bitches 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 nigga
We givin' out free peices