מילים לשיר This Is What I Do – Diplomats

Yeah, Killa
What we getting ready to do is seperate the men from the mice
The pit from the poddles, the villians from the heros, huh
Dip Set Bitch
You're amongst the Diplomatic Community
You know what that means?
This my man Hell Rell, he locked up, he about to come home
Hit 'em Rell (Hell Rell)
By the time this hit streets
I'll probably be shackled up, on the bus with beast
What I'ma ride anyway, get high anyway
After two years teaching, you'll get your degree
And let me VVS jewels blind your eyes anyway, fucka
I took over blocks, and put dope and coke on 'em
You wanna be gangstas, listen to me
Send niggaz out, and put them under my deodorant
Just like my Speed Stick nigga, I see chips quicker
So hot tomorrow, I'm dropping the remix nigga
Oh yeah and your top on your 6, go 'head and drop that
Roll the haze, let's get higher and higher
Just make your waves more easier to get popped at, nigga
Picture you selling me coke, I supply your supplier
They asking about my flow, yeah, it's fire, it's fire
Made the phonecall, now I'm done with the issue
Y'all snitch niggaz was hired to be wired
And that's my word fam, I swore to my mother I'd get you
Now, all my guerillas gonna come through and get you
And merk off from the doubleI got a serious pimp game, I rock a sick chain
Tote a twoY'all the type of niggaz to run from a rumble
Holla if you want birds I could front you a couple nigga (Chorus 2x: Hell Rell and Cam'ron)
I stack chips, this is what I do (What he does)
Send work out town, this is what I do (What he does)
Run through divas, give 'em to my crew (To his crew)
Be with my niggaz, this is what I do (What he does) (Hell Rell)
Shorty thought I had plans of spousing her
Do it in the mouth with her
I just wanted to have sex on the couch with her
Give her a few bricks, make her take it down south with her
I'm about my scrilla, come fuck with your nigga
And all these haters wanna bust at your nigga
And try to do me, so I rock the uzi under the Coogi
This shit you gonna feel in your bones
They ask if I'm down with the ROC, cause I be with Killa and Jones
I just put rocks on the block, rock rocks on my wrist
Any nigga I'm tossing, nigga this is hungry season
Get your hardest nigga, he ain't poppin' like this
We stopped flossing, you and your mans is getting it, we're our preportion
Yo Killa, the only reason they killas
Cause when they bust in they hoes, they make them get abortions
Smoke dro, flow awesome
I got two guns, you got two guns, let's have a foursome
I'm giving out samples, go 'head, try it, it's terriffic
See I start a riot in a minute, supply it if you sniff it
The crack heads love me, female ones hug me, kiss me
Buy the whole pack with crumbled up 50s
We getting all the money cause the dimes look like Jellybeans
Don't cop from that nigga Rell is what you tell the fiends
Few blocks and a lock and key ki, but I need the world
So it's time to lay my pressure game down like Preacher Earl
Everybody pay up or gonna get sprayed up
This year, I'm get my name back, and my weight up
Go see Premo, razorblade the plate up
This is what I do
Make some packs, hit some workers, and wrap some cake up I stack chips, this is what I do (What he does)
(Chorus 2x: Hell Rell and Cam'ron)
Run through divas, give 'em to my crew (To his crew)
Send work out town, this is what I do (What he does)
Be with my niggaz, this is what I do (What he does) (Cam'Ron)
This is what he does, KILLA
Santana, Jim Jones, FREEKY
Tito in here tonight
Whole Taliban
Brazi
45th Side
Diplomats man
That's seven digit cake, manYou see what we do man, this is not a motherfucking joke
Holla at your boy.