What We Do

Tony Yayo

(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
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