What They Do - T.I.

You know what it is Zone 3 Mechanicville Summer Hill nigga

Pittsburgh (KLC let’s ride) all my real niggas ride ya’ll know what’s happenin'

P.$.C.

nigga

Hey I could give you what you want, T.I.P.'s the hottest

Gain what ya need, I could tell you all about it

You could up in the streets, but it ain’t no gettin' out it

When I tell you I’mma G, pimp I’m really bein' modest

I could tell bout the dope boyz, hoes, and the ballers (ho)

The pimps and the macks, real niggas dat what they call us

Hangin' in the trap cause dat’s what our daddies' taught us

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on a Lac to a Benz on???

Standin' on the corner, slagin' crack and stackin' dollars

Till it’s time to cop a brick and I’m tired of movin' quarters

My dad wasn’t a doctor and my momma wasn’t a lawyer

I ain’t neva had shit, congratulation is in order (still trappin')

Tryin' ta get a meal fo my sons and my daughter

If I call a bad bitch wit connects down in Florida

Say her daddy and her uncle still get it across the water

Rich or not I’d be a motherfuckin' fool if I don’t call her

Ah what it is my nigga, what it do?

(ay what it do)

I gotta grip a twin, I’m finna buss a move (ah buss a move)

Ah what it is my nigga, what it do?

(ay what it do)

I got the tool and I’m finna cut a fool (ah cut a fool)

Ay what it do, what it do, what it do, ay what it do

What it do my nigga what it do, ay what it do

Ay what it do, what it do, what it do, ay what it do

What it do my nigga what it do, ay what it do

I’mma H-U-S-T-L-E-Rah

If I don’t know you then fuck ya

If I know you then I front ya (proper)

But you gotta break me off

You don’t, I catch ya slippin' on the block and knock you off

I know people, I get nice deals

Get 'em $ 5 sell 'em $ 10 a pill

I know people, get ki’s for 13

If I fuck witcha, ya get 'em for 16

I know people, get 'em 300 a pound

Give 'em to ya for 500 if you my round

I’mma hustler, holla at me Uptown

I’m well connected with weed, white, slangin' dat brown

Come see a nigga want a nice 60

You real we swap work you fake its 20 g’s

It’s like dat, I done been thru the struggle

I’m runnin' Choppa City an fuckin' with Grand Hustle

Ah what it is my nigga, what it do?

(ay what it do)

I gotta grip a twin, I’m finna buss a move (ah buss a move)

Ah what it is my nigga, what it do?

(ay what it do)

I got the tool and I’m finna cut a fool (ah cut a fool)

Ay what it do, what it do, what it do, ay what it do

What it do my nigga what it do, ay what it do

Ay what it do, what it do, what it do, ay what it do

What it do my nigga what it do, ay what it do

I got the eye of a tiger and the heart of a bear

I’m the king of the jungle, you can follow me there

Or you can hear it from these niggas who was hardly there

Or take it from niggas who fought to make it a star to get here

Several years ago I told myself I solemnly swear

Forever be hard to kill, even harder to scare

One reason why me and other cats is hard to compare

Cuz I’m fact, dat’s fiction, it hardly compares

Bein' hated part of the game, pimp it’s hard but it’s fair

Well I’mma be the best, hate me, see if I care

But just know I’m raisin' the bar and I’m keepin' there

And I’mma still ride clean, blowin' weed in the air

With 2 or 3 bad bitches got they feet in the air

Say they like when I smack on they ass and skeet in they hair

Listen, I don’t care if you got the song of the year

Ya whole show shutin' down when the don appear

Ah what it is my nigga, what it do?

(ay what it do)

I gotta grip a twin, I’m finna buss a move (ah buss a move)

Ah what it is my nigga, what it do?

(ay what it do)

I got the tool and I’m finna cut a fool (ah cut a fool)

Ay what it do, what it do, what it do, ay what it do

What it do my nigga what it do, ay what it do

Ay what it do, what it do, what it do, ay what it do

What it do my nigga what it do, ay what it do