Song Info: Presenting you Sha Gz (Ft. DThang) – We Do A Lot Lyrics.
Sha Gz (Ft. DThang) – We Do A Lot Lyrics
[Intro: Dthang & Sha Gz]
Muddy
Nah, why brodie geekin like that? (Dead opps)
Nah, he geekin’
Nah, he geekin’, geekin'(RPT, 4Sev, 4Sev)
Grrah, grrah, boom
Ayo, Y to the Gz, Gz to the sky, never put an O before my Y
Hold on
It’s that Sha Gz nigga
Grrah, grrah, grrah
(Emrld)
Gang, gang, gang
Gang
Hold on
Gang, gang, gang, nigga
Grrah, grrah, grrah
Grrah
Look, huh?
[Chorus: Dthang]
They know our name in these streets (RPT), we do a lot
Spin through my block (4Sev, 4Sev), you could get shot
Talkin’ ’bout mad smoochies, we do a lot (Smoochies)
I know they mad at me ’cause I do a lot (I do a lot)
Opp in the spot (Opp in the spot), yo, pass me the knock (Get that nigga)
Jackin’ with me, unlimited clips, unlimited shots
Like pull up and, skrtt, sent us the drop
Shootin’ from deep, duckin’ police, forty gon’ knock
[Verse 1: Sha Gz]
Bitch, move out my way, I’ma get up on ’em
Nigga ran mad fast when I flicked up on him
Like, we spinnin’ early morning
They see on my face that I’m heavy on it
Add a K to my G, then we get to stormin’
Four-five, throw deadies on ’em
Like, bet I throw fifty on ’em
Watch how them niggas run Ricky on ’em (Ricky)
Uh, see the O’s, I’ma flock it
With this gun, bitch, I’m Notti Boppin’
Like, put the beam to his noggin’
Bitch, bro let off shots, ain’t no arguin’
Look back, throw shots from behind ’em
Better move, before I start flockin’
Like, tried to run, but he dropped it
Like nigga, y’all need to stop it
With this gun on my hand, I go crazy
Tried to run, send them bullets like Brady
Fuck the Flocks, JayRip got me lazy
Had the Dot, mix it with JB
Bitch, I go shot after shot like I’m KD
Bro up the score, now he feel like McGrady
Bro up the score, now he feel like McGrady
[Chorus: Dthang]
They know our name in these streets (RPT), we do a lot (Ayy, what?)
Spin through my block (4Sev, 4Sev), you could get shot
Talkin’ ’bout mad smoochies, we do a lot (Smoochies)
I know they mad at me ’cause I do a lot (They what? They what?)
Opp in the spot (At all, at all), yo, pass me the knock (Yo, pass me the knock)
Jackin’ with me, unlimited clips, unlimited shots (At all, at all)
Like, pull up and, skrrt (Like, pull up and, skrrt), sent us the drop (Like, get that nigga, like, get that nigga)
Shootin’ from deep, duckin’ police, forty gon’ knock (Don’t miss that nigga)
[Verse 2: Dthang]
Smokin’ opp niggas to the matha
It’s like D-O give me power
I’ma throw 4 for the towers
Then I throw more ’cause I wanna
Gz, Gz, Gz, heavy on the scene
Just like Listerine, I could get you clean
Like, look
Money drilly boppin’
Don’t got the pole I told Fast we hopped ’em
Stop on his head while we bunny hoppin’
Reemo wit’ my while the niggas shoppin’
Then we back on defense like we didn’t drop him
Put the cannon with me, we gon’ wild out
Gotta show a nigga like it’s tryout
Couple shots flock, watch ’em die now
Then we fly out
Like, face of the Bronx, this is my town
Like we apply pressure, now calm down
Like, huh? They don’t come ’round
Like, look, huh?
[Chorus: Dthang]
They know our name in these streets, we do a lot
Spin through my block, you could get shot
Talkin’ ’bout mad smoochies, we do a lot (Smoochies)
I know they mad at me ’cause I do a lot (They what? They what?)
Opp in the spot (At all, at all), yo, pass me the knock (Yo, pass me the knock)
Jackin’ with me, unlimited clips, unlimited shots (At all, at all)
Like, pull up and, skrrt (Like, pull up and, skrrt), sent us the drop (Like, get that nigga, like, get that nigga)
Shootin’ from deep, duckin’ police, forty gon’ knock (Don’t miss that nigga)
[Outro: DThang]
Yo its that DThang nigga
Make ’em get jiggy ‘fore we shoot ’em, you heard?
RIP Woo
Even my grandma know that
Yo, LD for life
Long live Rah
This is the end of the Lyrics