- Votes:
- Composers:
- Pee Wee
- M C Breed
- Father Dom
- Shorty B
- Tupac Shakur
- T Shaw
 
- Tags:
- gangsta rap
- west coast rap
 
- See also:
Too $hort - We Do This lyrics
[Short Dawg] 
I do it like the best of the greatest, not the worst 
Like welfare day, can't stop the first of the month 
Can't stop Short Dawg neither 
Got a good hoe niggaz sure better keep her 
Cause I'm on the prowl, all the time 
Tryin knock every bitch so they all be mine 
And I ain't never, ever gone change my ways 
Drop a few lines, leave a bitch in a daze 
Have her homegirls wonderin what she do 
Fucked around and gave me that pussy too 
I be doin this shit on a regular basis 
Got bitches everywhere in all kind of places 
I can pull out my little black phone book 
Flip every last page take a long look 
Than pull out a bitch, like a rabbit out a hat 
Nigga if I want, I can have it like that 
Fuck two or three bitches at the same time 
Grab the microphone sing my rhyme 
About them same three bitches that fucked me good 
Us niggas gotta do what the fuck we should when we want to 
I might pass it 
So get butt naked, shake that ass bitch 
I'm bout as real as the stones in my diamond rings 
You can hate my guts, but I'm gone do these things, bitch 
[MC Breed] 
Ahhh why have a nine, when I can have a ten 
Lickin up the nuts, while I'm gone holler at her friend 
Bitch, ain't no time for me to teach her 
Rather have an everyday hoe, that umm knows how to treat a nigga 
Thinkin if she ain't lickin me up 
I'm givin her to Short, cause he don't give a fuck 
Do yourself a favor and quit callin my house 
If you really don't want this nigga to put this dick in your mouth 
Umm, have you seen my bitch? 
I ain't seen her, but if i do she gets dick 
That's what I'm givin her just like that 
To the front and back, nothing but the bozack 
The second she get lonely, feelin she can get her money 
And she run to fuck her own ignorant homey 
You a lost cause, yellin pause when they drop the draws 
Its's entrapment, have yo nigga breakin nigga laws 
But it ain't a matter of mentality, it's reality 
Open your eyes, realize bitches ain't nothin but a casuality 
But a factor to a nigga wanting fuckin time 
She's just an everday, don't wanna catch a fuckin ?mime? 
Bitch ain't lieing, so I thought you knew this 
Bitch this is how I do this 
[Short Dawg] 
You can call eight ball in the corner when you shootin pool 
But when you play the game of life, ain't no stupid rules 
Gotta go for yours at all times 
Cause if you don't, nigga yours will be mine 
And I won't go to bed early, won't sleep too late 
And I'll never take a punk ass bitch on a date 
They say Too Short baby why you talk so bad? 
Just a player ass nigga and that's all I rap about 
Bitches, hoes and all that shit 
She got my number, if she beep me I might call the bitch Too $hort - We Do This - http://motolyrics.com/too-short/we-do-this-lyrics.html
And go diggin in them guts like a gardener 
If she starts screamin, I'm gone fuck the hoe harder 
Just havin fun with the bitch, as she sprung on my dick 
Guess I'll pull it out and just cum on the bitch 
And from New Year's Day to New Year's Eve 
And everyday in between I will do these things, I won't stop bitch 
[MC Breed] 
I like to go to the club mix and mingle 
Nigga plays his dick like a 12 inch single 
Yeah, so what you bitches wanna do? 
Step to me you gots to do my crew, first 
When I rehearse I change rearrange 
My mentality will bring you to reality 
You on me like cologne 'til now 
I feel it's time for us to bone so I 
Look and pimp the background 
Look, listen put the bitch on lockdown 
See you hangin out with me tonight 
Everythings alright, but a nigga wanna fight 
Damn, that's a real player hater for ya 
Fuck it, I'll be waitin for ya 
[Father Dom] 
I'm droppin lines like a mother fuckin pimp at this shit 
I'm gettin hoes out they clothes cause i'm good at this shit 
They callin me the pussy jammer cause I'm breakin hoes off 
See i'm paid to be boss, I'm kickin back at no cost 
Never slackin, just mackin, money stackin that's my motto 
With so much game they want to play me like the lotto 
Tip the bottle, now I'm drunk as a skunk 
High off the dank, but I can't front 
See I'm never being senile 
See I'm smooth as a nail on a fingernail file 
Keepin it wild, but in the meanwhile we the coolest 
Sure enough this how we do this 
[2Pac] 
I'm fingerfuckin with my 
Now they peepin how a nigga climb on the chart 
Ain't fear in my heart, I represent it from the start 
Deep, my momma raised me as a g from birth 
Be a hustlin motherfucker 'til I sees my hearse 
No doubt, I bust a shot for all my niggaz in jail 
All the young black males, that got slang yell 
Cause it's a hard life nigga only thugs survive 
Ain't no love, unless a nigga slangin drugs or high 
Conversations with these bitches on my mobil 
Always in control and never let these bitches know ya 
And even though I'm gettin high, a thug nigga gettin by 
Catchin bitches spittin lies, I'm gettin mine 
All day, I puff a blunt and parlay and sometimes if we party 
Gettin my dick licked twice 
And death to a trick's life, we can pursue this 'til my shit's right 
Went from havin fantasies, to havin hoes leave they man for me 
There is no realer man than me 
The city of Oaktown laced me with my first case 
When them punk police tried to break me 
Didn't think the shit was cute, so I got a lawsuit 
And made them punk police buy my coupe 
This is how we do this









