Freestyle - What We Do (Explicit)

F**kin' with skillz you gon' meet ya doom
N***a I spit fire that make dragons wanna leave the room
I put VA on the map open the south
When I spit b***hes open up they legs or they mouth
And ya mans wanna battle but I ain't let him
I don't know who can see me cuz I ain't met 'em
Man these cats ain't thugs they fools
I take ya bandana wet it pop you with it like we did at the pool
When I start smakin' n***as they gonna see who rule
Cats callin' Tawkus up like I thought he was cool
Yall reefer seeds I'm a block of raw
And when I spit the words they lock the jaw
And I plan to win when I bomb the sound
So a if that's ya mans and them calm 'em down
I warned you clown I'm heatin' up in degrees
I have you singin' bout fallin' like Alica Keys
Man these f**kers and ballers they scrubs
First muh'f**ker tried to sneak a slerpie in the club
Ya not supa we ain't close to friends
And I throw away dubs like broke the rims
You gotta be twins you look as broke as him
When I get in the game expect a broken rim
I'm a shot caller with no excuse to brawl
Got well known rappers wishin' they could shoot ball
You at ya mans house bald with shoes
I'm on some rims that go backward when the car don't move
B***h at the light I thought I stopped her heart
She saw the wheels got scared threw her car in park
I'm the type that has BET seein' me as a threat
You the type to tuck the coogie down in ya sweats
P diddy run the city that's his claim to fame
If he moved to VA he'd change his name
I don't like rappers stay out of my sight
If I give you dap you better use that hand to write
Yo the words I spit could charge ya whip
I let yall talk slick but that's as far's its gets
You ain't gotta gun you ain't gon blast the 8
You a punk you got ya hype man a*s in ya face
Ask around I'm a basket case
I got words that make a n***a in a casket shake
What the hell you gonna tell me kid
I get ya chick in ya crib like I was kelly and you was Mr Biggs
Pull off and bust on her back
Tell ya a*s yo goto the studio and rap about that
N***as talk how they flow so well
But they hooks be garbage guess what you ain't gon' sell
I'm east but I'm slightly south
N***a I got Jordans that'll make mike cus Nike out
But when I'm jig you got to feel me
The gators so live the crocodile hunter tried to kill me
I told him Steavy don't even try it
Slapped him with the pistol and said be very quiet
I ain't got time for yall
Two way me with letters dog cuz I ain't got time to call
If you drop on my Tuesday you won't win
Put a chip in ya phone call a million of ya friends
Tell 'em to cop it again make sure its in the mall
Play Russian rullet until ya manager call
Belive me dog cuz I'm real
You built to spit but you ain't built to spit with Skillz
I'm the best that ever did it cuz
I ain't gotta get Nate on a hook to give westcoast love
I strut through any hood
I was f**kin' in Miami yall was down there duckin' Suge
So tell me whats good what ya life be bout
Suge got you shook f**k you doin' shoutin' him out
You ain't down start slidin' n***a
I already gave you pound STOP d**k RIDIN' n***a
You a grown man you need to stop it
Skillz represent buy the album when I drop it