Def Squad - You Do, I Do Lyrics
[intro] def squadHah! yo, this ain't nuthin' but rock shitI don't think ya'll niggaz can't keep up with this!***** all you mutha*****az!***** you! hah!I don't think they can get with it!There's too much shit goin' on!Yo yo yo yo yo[verse] redmanI was chillin' up, ??? dog deluxeRockin', diamond and g with the rooftop cutI'ma grown man, don't got no time for games 'n stuffI got balls that'll beat ya ollets 21 roughLook at my face, doc's the name, don't forget itI makes ya make ya scream: "bow!"Like my name's willie, i get sick with itRe-dig with it, i had a nine inch slug upBefore yo' stink ***** bit it, i betta clippin' crapThat ya'll cats is black, a prays if the eight jacksSo send neck thru facts, resevoir (---) go ball when i was fourExplore whores, when rock came to the doorYou never seen before, life to your hoodMy steady shows leave niggaz faxs like rosewoodWhen i drop the filth weather, bigga builtOur dog *****ed the shit outta *****, of tiger mill[chorus]You drinkin', i'm drinkin'You smokin', i'm smokin'You freakin', i'm freakin'You *****in', we *****in'You *****ed up, we *****ed upWe make it, we take itYou hate me, i hate youYou talk shit, i talk shit[verse] erick sermonIn a flash i be the e, cat 'n mouse and cashNot many ballin' niggaz out there, can touch my style!Or touch the s-class, the 5-00 sittin' on parrellies, chromeThe big 2-0, catch the pitcher, my whole rap steez is deepFor all ya fake dues, i'm the only show that peepsLast week i was uptown, playin' the streets????????1-5-fifth and get...buddahThat's when i do, when i roll dolo, i call her *****There was a time if i ain't doin' that, i ain't doin' shitI might go to the studio and make a hitI call my baby's moms, an hear her talk shitI scoop, i ain't get my kids, niggaz pleaseWe hit toys 'r rus and then micky d'sAnd go to a movie, the end (of) the day, and talk to 'emAnd take 'em back around away, and that's real![chorus][verse] keith murrayWell it's the sly gemini, me and potatoe cuttin' dropsHave the guy, wellknown but still just gettin' byAnd i verify mathematics don't lie niggaPut in some work, and get a piece of the pieIt be the niggaz that don't immediate pertain to the situationThat be tryin' to come up off the chips, and niggaz makin'And always worried if i'ma diss you, you insecure *****To the government, stay out my shit!Niggaz was glad when i came with the keys to the chainsTo the cellblock to the stage, now it's time to rockI return like i never left, d-e-f, got the whole world gaspin' for breathWe got these hoes spread it out like mustardI ask flava and chop, they said: "yo, don't trust it"No, no no noo
