You Do I Do lyrics

Artist  : Def Squad 
Song : You Do  I Do



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[Intro] Def Squad

Hah! Yo this ain't
nuthin' but rock shit
I don't think ya'll
niggaz can't keep up with this!
FUCK ALL YOU
MUTHAFUCKAZ!
FUCK YOU! Hah!
I don't think
they can get with it!
There's too much shit
goin' on!
Yo yo yo yo yo

[Verse]
Redman

I was chillin' up ??? Dog
Deluxe
Rockin' diamond and G with the rooftop
cut
I'ma grown man don't got no time for games
'n stuff
I got balls that'll beat ya ollets 21
rough
Look at my face, Doc's the name, don't
forget it
I makes ya make ya scream:
"BOW!"
Like my name's Willie, I get sick with
it
Re-dig with it, I had a nine inch slug
up
Before yo' stink bitch bit it, I betta
clippin' crap
That ya'll cats is black, a
prays if the eight jacks
So send neck thru
facts, resevoir (---) go ball when I was
four
Explore whores, when rock came to the
door
You never seen before, life to your
hood
My steady shows leave niggaz faxs like
Rosewood
When I drop the filth weather, bigga
built
Our dog fucked the shit outta bitch, of
Tiger Mill

[Chorus]

You drinkin',
I'm drinkin'
You smokin', I'm smokin'
You
freakin', I'm freakin'
You fuckin', we
fuckin'
You fucked up, we fucked up
We make
it, we take it
You hate me, I hate you
You
talk shit, I talk shit

[Verse] Erick
Sermon

In a flash I be the E, cat 'n mouse
and cash
Not many ballin' niggaz out there, can
touch my style!
Or touch the S-class, the 5-00
sittin' on parrellies, chrome
The big 2-0,
catch the pitcher, my whole rap steez is
deep
For all ya fake dues, I'm the only show
that peeps
Last week I was uptown, playin' the
streets
????????1-5-fifth and
get...BUDDAH
That's when I do, when I roll
dolo, I call her bitch
There was a time if I
ain't doin' that, I ain't doin' shit
I might
go to the studio and make a hit
I call my
baby's moms, an hear her talk shit
I scoop, I
ain't get my kids, niggaz please
We hit Toys
'r Rus and then Micky D's
And go to a movie,
the end (of) the day, and talk to 'em
And take
'em back around away, and that's
REAL!

[Chorus]

[Verse] Keith
Murray

Well it's the sly Gemini, me and
potatoe cuttin' drops
Have the guy, wellknown
but still just gettin' by
And I verify
mathematics don't lie nigga
Put in some work,
and get a piece of the pie
It be the niggaz
that don't immediate pertain to the
situation
That be tryin' to come up off the
chips, and niggaz makin'
And always worried if
I'ma diss you, you insecure bitch
To the
government, stay out my shit!
Niggaz was glad
when I came with the keys to the chains
To the
cellblock to the stage, now it's time to rock
I
return like I never left, D-E-F, got the whole
world gaspin' for breath
We got these hoes
spread it out like mustard
I ask flava and
chop, they said: "Yo, don't trust it"
No, no
no noo