Things We Do (Explicit)
Slum Village"Things We Do (Explicit)" is a song by Slum Village, released in 2004 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:12 long and contains 98 lines and 562 words.
Lyrics
0:00Things We Do (Edited) - Slum Village
0:06Yeah
0:09I got a rhyme for those dudes who lie
0:12About me and mine
0:13Yo run it back run it back
0:15I got a rhyme for those dudes who lie
0:17About me and mine
0:19I squeeze them nines from behind the blinds
0:21I leave you flat in ground in the pinebox
0:24I'm not a killer wit' mine
0:26But I get
0:27Rid of n**ga to get piece of mine
0:29If you got the bar separate me from mine
0:31I must be d**e for you to steal my style
0:34Try to take my sound
0:35Yo run it back run it back
0:36I must be d**e for you to steal my style
0:39Try to take my sound
0:40You don't want those pieces out
0:42Better yet you better kneel in church
0:44Don't want these heard
0:46Put a hole through your dittrich fur
0:47Your little style that you got is so minimal
0:50Is you ready to swing blows with a griminal
0:53Things we do to you
0:54Things we do and doing
0:55Things we do to you
0:57Things we doing
0:58Things we do to you
1:00Things we do and doing
1:01Things we do to you
1:02Things we doing
1:03Things we do to you
1:05Things we do and doing
1:06Things we do to you
1:07Things we doing
1:09Things we do to you
1:10Things we do and doing
1:12Things we do to you
1:13Things we doing
1:14You heard the click
1:15Pushin' scurshin' whips
1:17New shearlings kicks
1:18Two words I'm sick
1:19Run it back I'm sick
1:21Every verse I spit
1:22That a curse I've writ
1:23I find the words that fit
1:24They come together like h*es on the curb for dick
1:27On a urge to trick
1:28For them services
1:30Call me sir or if
1:31You prefer to diss
1:33Get turned and twist whoah
1:34Nervousness
1:35I curtain piss on any n**ga that's lame
1:38Call me sick and insane
1:39Talkin' chickens for brains
1:41Shift the stick in the range
1:42When I click and I bang
1:43Niggas pick up your frame till you lifted in shame
1:46They goin' down quite quick like a wick went in flame
1:49I'm in the wickedest game
1:50Run it back wickedest game
1:51Don't get stick for your chain
1:53It's the slum to the villa your heads' unda the pillow
1:55Why we're coming to kill ya
1:57Things we do to you
1:58Things we do and doing
2:00Things we do to you
2:01Things we doing
2:02Things we do to you
2:04Things we do and doing
2:05Things we do to you
2:06Things we doing
2:08Things we do to you
2:09Things we do and doing
2:11Things we do to you
2:12Things we doing
2:13Things we do to you
2:15Things we do and doing
2:16Things we do to you
2:17Things we doing
2:18Introducing the world famous slum village
2:26Are ya'll ready baby let me know if ya'll ready
2:31All the way from de dj detroit
2:51Yeah yeah
2:52You look and stare
2:53I see you shook in prayer
2:54I bust at you bang they cuffin' who
2:57What you wanna do 1 2 you wanna uh
3:00For sho' ya do if you hold a crew
3:02I don't need a clip to bust your lip
3:05I run your sh*t with a swift fist
3:08If you gonna talk the sh*t talk the sh*t
3:09I'm aiming quick aiming quick
3:11You better run better run
3:12Cause I don't miss cause I don't miss
Things We Do (Edited) - Slum Village Yeah I got a rhyme for those dudes who lie About me and mine Yo run it back run it back I got a rhyme for those dudes who lie About me and mine I squeeze them nines from behind the blinds I leave you flat in ground in the pinebox I'm not a killer wit' mine But I get Rid of n**ga to get piece of mine If you got the bar separate me from mine I must be d**e for you to steal my style Try to take my sound Yo run it back run it back I must be d**e for you to steal my style Try to take my sound You don't want those pieces out Better yet you better kneel in church Don't want these heard Put a hole through your dittrich fur Your little style that you got is so minimal Is you ready to swing blows with a griminal Things we do to you Things we do and doing Things we do to you Things we doing Things we do to you Things we do and doing Things we do to you Things we doing Things we do to you Things we do and doing Things we do to you Things we doing Things we do to you Things we do and doing Things we do to you Things we doing You heard the click Pushin' scurshin' whips New shearlings kicks Two words I'm sick Run it back I'm sick Every verse I spit That a curse I've writ I find the words that fit They come together like h*es on the curb for dick On a urge to trick For them services Call me sir or if You prefer to diss Get turned and twist whoah Nervousness I curtain piss on any n**ga that's lame Call me sick and insane Talkin' chickens for brains Shift the stick in the range When I click and I bang Niggas pick up your frame till you lifted in shame They goin' down quite quick like a wick went in flame I'm in the wickedest game Run it back wickedest game Don't get stick for your chain It's the slum to the villa your heads' unda the pillow Why we're coming to kill ya Things we do to you Things we do and doing Things we do to you Things we doing Things we do to you Things we do and doing Things we do to you Things we doing Things we do to you Things we do and doing Things we do to you Things we doing Things we do to you Things we do and doing Things we do to you Things we doing Introducing the world famous slum village Are ya'll ready baby let me know if ya'll ready All the way from de dj detroit Yeah yeah You look and stare I see you shook in prayer I bust at you bang they cuffin' who What you wanna do 1 2 you wanna uh For sho' ya do if you hold a crew I don't need a clip to bust your lip I run your sh*t with a swift fist If you gonna talk the sh*t talk the sh*t I'm aiming quick aiming quick You better run better run Cause I don't miss cause I don't miss
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