What They Do (feat. B.G.)

I can give you what you want

T I P the hottest

Gain what you need

I can tell you all about it

You can come up in the streets

But it ain't no gettin' out it

Wanna tell you I'ma G

Pimp I'm really bein' modest

I could tell you 'bout the dope boys

Hoes and the ballers (Ho)

The pimps and the macks

Real **** what they call us

Standin' in your trap

'Cause it's what our daddies taught us

Put 30's on a 'Lac

To a Benz on brawlers

Standin' on the corner

Slingin' crack and stackin' dollars

'Til it's time to cop a brick

And I'm tired of movin' quarters

My daddy wasn't a doctor

And my mama wasn't a lawyer

I ain't never had shit

Congratulations is in order

Tryna get a meal

For my sons and my daughters

If I call a bad bitch

With connections down in Florida

Say her dad and her uncle

Still gettin' cross the wall

Fridge or not

I'd be a motherfuckin' fool

If I don't call her

And what it is my ****?

What it do, what it do?

I gotta grip a twin

I'ma finna bus' a move, bus' a move

And what it is my ****?

What it do, what it do?

I got the tool

And I'm finna cut a fool (Cut a fool)

Hey what it do, what it do?

What it do, what it do?

What it do my ****?

What it do, what it do?

Hey what it do, what it do?

What it do, what it do?

What it do my ****?

What it do, what it do?

I'm a H-U-S-T-L-E-R

If I don't know you then fuck ya

If I know ya I front ya

But you gotta break me off

You don't I catch you slippin'

On the block I knock you off

I know people

I get nice deals

Get 'em 5 dollars

Sell 'em 10 dollars a pill

I know people

Big keys for 13

If I fuck witcha

You get 'em for 16

I know people

Get 'em 300 a pound

Give 'em to ya for 500

If you my round

I'm a hustler

Holla at me uptown

I'm well-connected with weed

White, slangin' that brown

Come see a ****

Want a nice 16

You real we swap work

You fake it's 20 G's

It's like that

I done been through the struggle

I'm runnin' Choppa City

And fuckin' with Grand Hustle

And what it is my ****?

What it do, what it do?

I gotta grip a twin

I'ma finna bus' a move, bus' a move

What it is my ****?

What it do, what it do?

I got the tool

And I'm finna cut a fool (Cut a fool)

Hey what it do, what it do?

What it do, what it do?

What it do my ****?

What it do, what it do?

What it do, what it do?

What it do, what it do?

What it do my ****?

What it do, what it do?

I got the eye of the 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 ****

Who was hardly there

Or take it from these ****

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

'Cause I'm fact

That's fiction

It hardly compares

Bein' hated part of the game

Pimp it's hard but it's fair

Well I'ma be the best

Hate me see if I care

But just know I'm raisin' the bar

And I'm keepin' it there

And I'ma still ride clean

Blowin' weed in the air

With two or three 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

Your whole show shuttin' down

When the don appear

And what it is my ****?

What it do, what it do?

I gotta grip a twin

I'ma finna bus' a move, bus' a move

What it is my ****?

What it do, what it do?

I got the tool

And I'm finna cut a fool (Cut a fool)

Hey what it do, what it do?

What it do, what it do?

What it do my ****?

What it do, what it do?

Hey what it do, what it do?

What it do, what it do?

What it do my ****?

What it do, what it do?