We Do A lot - Sha Gz ft. DThang

Muddy
Nah, why brodie geekin' like that? (Dead opps)
Nah, he geekin'
Nah, he geekin', geekin' (RPT, four, sev', four, sev', word to my mother, Turtle)
Grrah, grrah, boom
Ayo, Y to the Gz, Gz to the sky, never put an O before my Y
Hold on, like
It's that Sha Gz nigga
Grrah, grrah, grrah
(Emrld)
Gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang, nigga
Hold on
Grrah, grrah, grrah
Grrah (Word to my mother, Turtle)
Look, huh?

They know our name in these streets (RPT), we do a lot (Like, what?)
Spin through my block (Four, sev', four, sev'), you could get shot (Like, what? Like, huh?)
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 (Go get that nigga)
Jackin' with me, unlimited clips, unlimited shots (Grr)
Like, pull up and skrrt (Like, pull up and skrrt), sent us the drop (Like skrrt, boom)
Shootin' from deep, duckin' police, forty gon' knock

Bitch, move out my way, I'ma get up on 'em (Like, hold on)
Nigga ran mad fast when I flicked up on him (Baow, baow, baow)
Like, we spinnin' early morning
They see on my face that I'm heavy on it (Grrah, grrah)
Add a K to my G, then we get to stormin'
Four-five, throw deadies on 'em (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 (Word to my mother, nigga)
With this gun, bitch, I'm Notti Boppin' (I'm Notti Boppin')
Like, put-put the beam to his noggin (Hold on)
Bitch, bro let off shots, ain't no arguin' (Ah)
Look back, throw shots from behind 'em (Baow, baow, baow)
Better move before I start flockin'
Like, tried to run, but he dropped it
Like, nigga, y'all need to stop it (Y'all need to stop it, nigga)
With this gun on my hand, I go crazy (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 (JB, nigga)
Bitch, I go shot after shot like I'm KD
Bro up the score, now he feel like McGrady (Feel like McGrady, nigga)
Bro up the score, now he feel like McGrady

They know our name in these streets (RPT), we do a lot (Like, what?)
Spin through my block (Four, sev', four, sev'), you could get shot (You could get shot)
Talkin' 'bout mad smoochies, we do a lot (Smoochies)
I know they mad at me 'cause I do a lot (Like, what? Like, 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 (Go get that nigga, like, get that nigga)
Shootin' from deep, duckin' police, forty gon' knock (Don't miss that nigga)

Smokin' opp niggas to the matha (Noah)
It's that D-E-O, give me power (Like, what? Like, huh?)
I'ma throw four for the Towers (RPT)
Then I throw more 'cause I wanna (Four, sev', four, sev')
Gz, Gz, Gz, heavy on the scene (Gzzly, grr)
Just like Listerine, I could get you clean (Gang)
Like, look (Like, get that nigga)
Muddy drilly boppin' (Drilly boppin')
Don't got the pole watch how fast we hopped 'em (Bunny hop)
Stomp on his head while we bunny hoppin' (Bunny hop)
Reemo with me while the niggas shoppin'
Then we back on defense like we didn't drop him (For sure)
Put the cannon with me, we gon' wild out (Grrah)
Gotta show a nigga like it's tryout (Grrah, grrah, grrah, boom)
Couple shots flock, watch him die now (Look, huh?)
Then we fly out (Gang, gang, gang)
Like, face of the Bronx, this is my town (For sure)
Like we apply pressure, now calm down
Like, huh? They don't come 'round (At all, at all)
Like, look, huh? (At all, at all)

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 (Like, what? Like, 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 (Go get that nigga, like, get that nigga)
Shootin' from deep, duckin' police, forty gon' knock (Don't miss that nigga)

Grrah, yo, it's that DThang nigga
Make 'em get jiggy before we shoot 'em, you heard?
RIP Woo
Even my grandma know that
Yo, LLD for life
Long live Rah