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We Do It

Eight Ball & M.J.G.
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Yeah Yeah Can you feel that nigga? That's right Nothing but that gutter shit Trademark nigga Yeah Pimp tight Spit the truth to these niggas You ain't no real ass nigga You just like to hang around 'em And run your mouth with bitches and telling them how you down And telling them you the man And telling them how you can Have the dope sent straight to your hand straight from Japan Ain't you tired of yapping your mouth And always talking 'bout Who you gon' shoot and who you gon' knock out See niggas talk all that shit That's why they need an army And always talking about some killer nigga shit constantly But let the police pull a pistol on him quick fast Now you a big old bag of sugar with your bitch ass I come from an environment of motherfucking killing Drug dealing where them niggas love grinning Listen, I'm not trying to exaggerate like a lot of boys Who run around with artillery like a lot of toys You niggas ain't tough You're pointed G goddammit B A time you should've left that gun home with your family Man we do it for money Man we do it for bitches Man we do it for riches And pray to God that we get it Man we do it for family Murder, kidnap and hustle They say life is a struggle I can't stay out of trouble Man we do it for power Pills, heroin and weed Man we do it for mama And the babies we feed Man we do it for family Murder, kidnap and hustle They say life is a struggle I can't stay out of trouble Pop that (pop that) Pistol if you got that Don't act (don't act) Like it if you not that I'm just (I'm just) A product of these dirty streets We just (we just) A couple niggas trying to eat Slow down (slow it down) Never did I try to do it Orange Mound (Orange Mound) Nigga you done met the truest 8Ball (8Ball) MJ fucking G and now we represent (represent) Them niggas who just getting by Hard times (hard times) Money always ain't a cure That's why (that's why) I'ma take you on a tour So deep (how deep) Hold your breath and dive in Come with me (come with me) You'll never see this shit again Inside (inside) Where good and evil shit collide A lot of niggas tried Got locked up or got they brains fried Ain't that (ain't that) A shame when you think about it It's easy to get in it But hard to get up out it Man we do it for money Man we do it for bitches Man we do it for riches And pray to God that we get it Man we do it for family Murder, kidnap and hustle They say life is a struggle I can't stay out of trouble Man we do it for power Pills, heroin and weed Man we do it for mama And the babies we feed Man we do it for family Murder, kidnap and hustle They say life is a struggle I can't stay out of trouble Oh here you come again Mr. Mouth Runner Providing a roof for a hoe to make a house under You talking good game But you don't know a thing 'Bout what these streets can do To a nigga like you who lame You need to shut your mouth That's what you need to do And stop believing all that bullshit they feeding you They don't believe in you Even deceiving you Them hoes use you up it's over now they leaving you And within three weeks She done married over Let that sucker deal with problems she done carried over You need to think about it Who really on your side Not just in your face Trying to get some of what you got Trying to count your change Wanna crush the mission You'll get cornered in and dealt with when you fuck the system So just stay strong Listen to my song It's time to stop playing homie and get your hustle on Man we do it for money Man we do it for bitches Man we do it for riches And pray to God that we get it Man we do it for family Murder, kidnap and hustle They say life is a struggle I can't stay out of trouble Man we do it for power Pills, heroin and weed Man we do it for mama And the babies we feed Man we do it for family Murder, kidnap and hustle They say life is a struggle I can't stay out of trouble Yeah yeah yeah yeah You know what we do it for We do it for the family We do it for the murder, kidnap and hustle nigga Trying to stay out of trouble 8Ball and MJG Bad Boy You know how we do this We do it for murder Yeah yeah for life We do it to the motherfucking dirt And pray to God that we get it Forever You hear me? Yeah