Does It

歌詞

You can depend on Cud Life to kill it Having guillotine dreams with my enemies (oh!) See em in the ditch, see em out Hit the X can't stand to hear a bitch nigga mouth Took a hook in the road to get in the mode, geronimo Get em a jeans, white tee, Cleveland fitted Hoes know me round the map, I can't hide the old summers Litted The rest unfolds, tell me how the fuck does he does it Levels unreachable, can't pin em to a mole Its' like a nigga been here before, shit is a bore My thoughts sore in the AM Slay them like a machine 'round the clock with the 12 gauge aim Telling Satan to fuck off Hated the hand I was given Tossed that shit back like "God must be kidding" And not for a nigga like me, not for the family Not for the similar plans I just dumped And I made simple choices, her voices follow No can't stop a man with passion These hoes don't distract a God, I am no clown Grown man laying in stones all around in my throne My kingdom throwing from space Fuck all expressions on face, this is the case I'm in a place to be great, hmm No fakes, raising the stakes I'm in a place to be great, hmm hmm hmm Uh, doing music, TV and movies Sitting on the floors we ain't heard of And the media wanna act like I ain't out here (I'm out here) Running laps around these hoes (for years!) Running the game with no cheat codes Unfuckwittable with two T's nigga, who else but Cud Give a mother fuck I does it, I, I, I does it and I does it, yeah I, I, I does it, yeah I, I does it, yeah, oh, oh, oh Nigga, I does it, yeah Oh, I, nigga, I does it, yeah Oh, oh, oh, I does it, yeah I does it yeah, oh, oh Thought the kid dough 'cause I'm in a oven often The kush in the lungs, a bushel of nugs Awaken the dope you ain't never sold Got the homies in the hood and they ready to rage on Fast lane pushing to the limit Uh, enjoy the spoils but no baskin' in it But see I really wanna give me if I'ma go crowd live with some girls who love me in this condom The more I grow, the more I double in powers Non ambitious for cowards, trippy go for toes Won't be a drone clone, half hearted Sheep in the heard, brainwashed to low 'cause And if I piss people off along the way, bonus Cause these niggas are stale chips, all around thinking they're fresh with the stale shit And corny bitches need corny niggas that's well fit God has a plan for everybody but I'm it, chosen Scotty bout to even the mood, get lost in the tomb Say we are, we are, the knights in the world The sun up, sunny side up, running from you, taking the que Having a drink Here's to you, you, you, and you Salute Hmmm, I bet you would do Salute Uh, doing music, TV and movies Sitting on the floors we ain't heard of And the media wanna act like I ain't out here (I'm out here) Running laps around these hoes Unfuckwittable with two T's nigga, who else become Give a mother fuck I does it, I, I, I does it and I does it, yeah I, I, I does it, yeah I, I does it, yeah, oh, oh, oh Nigga, I does it, yeah Oh, I, nigga, I does it, yeah Oh, oh, oh, I does it, yeah I does it, yeah, oh, oh