"We Do A Lot" lyrics
(feat. Dthang)
Muddy
Nah, why brodie geekin' like that?
Dead opps
Nah why he geekin'?
Nah he geekin'
RPT, 4Sev-4Sev
Grrah-Grrah, Boom
Ayo, Y to the Gz, Gz to the sky, never put a O before my Y
It's that Sha Gz nigga
(EMRLD)
They know our name in these streets, we do a lot
Spin through my block, you could get shot
Talkin' 'bout mad smoochies, we do a lot
I know they mad at me, 'cause I do a lot
Opp in the spot, yo pass me the knock
Jackin' wit' me, unlimited clips, unlimited shots
Like pull up and, skrtt
Send us the drop
Shootin' from deep, duck the police, .40 gon' knock
Bitch move out my way, I'm gonna get up on 'em
Nigga ran mad fast when I flicked up on 'em
Like, we spinnin' early morning
You can see on my face that I'm heavy on it
Add a K to my G, then we get to stormin'
.45, throw deady's on 'em
Like, bet I throw fifty on 'em
Watch how them niggas run Ricky on 'em
See the O's, I'mma flock it
With this gun, bitch I'm Notti Boppin'
Like, pu-put a beam to his noggin'
Bitch, bro let off [?]
Look back, throw shots from behind 'em
Better move, before I start flockin'
Like, tried to run, but he dropped it
Like nigga, ya'll need to stop it
With this gun on my hand, I go crazy
Tried to run, send these bullets like Brady
Fuck the Flocks, Jayrip got me lazy
Had The Dot, mix it wit' JB
Bitch, I go shot after shot like I'm [?]
Bro up the score, now he feelin' McGrady
Bro up the score, now he feelin' McGrady
They know our name in these streets, we do a lot
Spin through my block, you could get shot
Talkin' 'bout mad smoochies, we do a lot
I know they mad at me, 'cause I do a lot
Opp in the spot, yo pass me the knock
Jackin' wit' me, unlimited clips, unlimited shots
Like pull up and, skrtt
Send us the drop
Shootin' from deep, duck the police, .40 gon' knock
Smokin' opp niggas to the matha
It's that D-O give me power
I'mma throw 4 for the towers
Then I throw more 'cause I wanna
Gz, Gz, Gz, heavy on the scene just like Listerine, I could get you clean
Like, look
Money really boppin', don't got the pole I told Fast we hopped 'em
Stop on his head while we bunny hoppin'
Reemo wit' my while the niggas shoppin'
Said we back on defense, like we didn't [?]
Put the [?], we gon' wild out
We gon' shoot a nigga like it's tryouts
Couple shots flock, watch 'em die now
Then we flyout
Like, Face of the Bronx, this is my town
Like we apply pressure, now calm down
Like, huh, they don't come 'round
Like, look, huh
They know our name in these streets, we do a lot
Spin through my block, you could get shot
Talkin' 'bout mad smoochies, we do a lot
I know they mad at me, 'cause I do a lot
Opp in the spot, yo pass me the knock
Jackin' wit' me, unlimited clips, unlimited shots
Like pull up and, skrtt
Send us the drop
Shootin' from deep, duck the police, .40 gon' knock
Nah, why brodie geekin' like that?
Dead opps
Nah why he geekin'?
Nah he geekin'
RPT, 4Sev-4Sev
Grrah-Grrah, Boom
Ayo, Y to the Gz, Gz to the sky, never put a O before my Y
It's that Sha Gz nigga
(EMRLD)
They know our name in these streets, we do a lot
Spin through my block, you could get shot
Talkin' 'bout mad smoochies, we do a lot
I know they mad at me, 'cause I do a lot
Opp in the spot, yo pass me the knock
Jackin' wit' me, unlimited clips, unlimited shots
Like pull up and, skrtt
Send us the drop
Shootin' from deep, duck the police, .40 gon' knock
Bitch move out my way, I'm gonna get up on 'em
Nigga ran mad fast when I flicked up on 'em
Like, we spinnin' early morning
You can see on my face that I'm heavy on it
Add a K to my G, then we get to stormin'
.45, throw deady's on 'em
Like, bet I throw fifty on 'em
Watch how them niggas run Ricky on 'em
See the O's, I'mma flock it
With this gun, bitch I'm Notti Boppin'
Like, pu-put a beam to his noggin'
Bitch, bro let off [?]
Look back, throw shots from behind 'em
Better move, before I start flockin'
Like, tried to run, but he dropped it
Like nigga, ya'll need to stop it
With this gun on my hand, I go crazy
Tried to run, send these bullets like Brady
Fuck the Flocks, Jayrip got me lazy
Had The Dot, mix it wit' JB
Bitch, I go shot after shot like I'm [?]
Bro up the score, now he feelin' McGrady
Bro up the score, now he feelin' McGrady
They know our name in these streets, we do a lot
Spin through my block, you could get shot
Talkin' 'bout mad smoochies, we do a lot
I know they mad at me, 'cause I do a lot
Opp in the spot, yo pass me the knock
Jackin' wit' me, unlimited clips, unlimited shots
Like pull up and, skrtt
Send us the drop
Shootin' from deep, duck the police, .40 gon' knock
Smokin' opp niggas to the matha
It's that D-O give me power
I'mma throw 4 for the towers
Then I throw more 'cause I wanna
Gz, Gz, Gz, heavy on the scene just like Listerine, I could get you clean
Like, look
Money really boppin', don't got the pole I told Fast we hopped 'em
Stop on his head while we bunny hoppin'
Reemo wit' my while the niggas shoppin'
Said we back on defense, like we didn't [?]
Put the [?], we gon' wild out
We gon' shoot a nigga like it's tryouts
Couple shots flock, watch 'em die now
Then we flyout
Like, Face of the Bronx, this is my town
Like we apply pressure, now calm down
Like, huh, they don't come 'round
Like, look, huh
They know our name in these streets, we do a lot
Spin through my block, you could get shot
Talkin' 'bout mad smoochies, we do a lot
I know they mad at me, 'cause I do a lot
Opp in the spot, yo pass me the knock
Jackin' wit' me, unlimited clips, unlimited shots
Like pull up and, skrtt
Send us the drop
Shootin' from deep, duck the police, .40 gon' knock
