you do, i do lyrics – def squad

yo, this ain’t nothin’ but rock sh*t
i don’t think y’all n*gg*z can’t keep up with this
f*ck all you motherf*ckers, f*ck you
i don’t think they can get with it
there’s too much sh*t goin’ on
yo yo yo yo yo

i was chillin’ up, whom? dog deluxe
rockin’, diamond and g with the rooftop cut
i’ma grown man, don’t got no time for games an’ stuff
i got b*lls that’ll beat ya ollets 21 rough

look at my face, doc’s the name, don’t forget it
i makes ya make ya scream, “bow”
like my name’s willie, i get sick with it
re-dig with it, i had a nine inch slug up
before yo’ stink b*tch bit it

i betta clippin’ cr*p that y’all cats is black
a prays if the eight jacks so send neck through facts, reservoir
ja ja go ball when i was four
explore wh*r*s, when rock came to the door

you never seen before, life to your hood
my steady shows leave n*gg*z vexed like rosewood
when i drop the filth weather, bigga built
our dog f*cked the sh*t outta b*tch, of tiger mill

you drinkin’, i’m drinkin’
you smokin’, i’m smokin’
you freakin’, i’m freakin’
you f*ckin’, we f*ckin’

you f*cked up, we f*cked up
we make it, we take it
you hate me, i hate you
you talk sh*t, i talk sh*t

in a flash i be the e, cat an’ mouse and cash
not many ballin’ n*gg*z out there, can touch my stash
or touch the s-cl*ss, thefive double o sittin’ on pirelli’s, chrome
the big two o, catch the pitcher, my whole rap st**z is deep

for all ya fake dues, i’m the only show that peeps
last week i was uptown, playin’ the streets
step upon 1-5-fifth and get [incomprehensible]
that’s when i do, when i roll dolo, i call her b*tch

there was a time if i ain’t doin’ that, i ain’t doin’ sh*t
i might go to the studio and make a hit
i call my baby’s moms, an hear her talk sh*t
i scoop, i ain’t get my kids, n*gg*z please

we hit toys are russ and then micky d’s
and go to a movie, the end today, and talk to ’em
and take ’em back around away, and that’s real

you drinkin’, i’m drinkin’
you smokin’, i’m smokin’
you freakin’, i’m freakin’
you f*ckin’, we f*ckin’

you f*cked up, we f*cked up
we make it, we take it
you hate me, i hate you
you talk sh*t, i talk sh*t

well it’s the sly gemini, me and potatoe cuttin’ drops
have the guy, well known but still just gettin’ by
and i verify mathematics don’t lie, n*gg*
put in some work, and get a piece of the pie

it be the n*gg*z that don’t immediate pertain to the situation
that we tryin’ to come up off the chips, and n*gg*z makin’
and always worried if i’ma diss you, you insecure b*tch
to the government, stay out my sh*t

n*gg*z was glad when i came with the keys to the chains
to the cell block to the stage, now it’s time to rock
i return like i never left, d e f, got the whole world gaspin’ for breath
we got these hoes spread it out like mustard, i ask flava and chop
they said, “yo, don’t trust it”, no, no no no

/ def squad lyrics