do what they do, what they do, what they do Never do what they do, what they do, what they do Never do what they do, what they do, what they do Never
(feat. Raphael Saadiq) Chorus: (Saadiq) Never do....what they do, what they do, what they do... Never do....what they do, what they do, what they do
译文: 根. 他们做了什么(技艺拉斐尔Saadiq).
译文: 根. 他们做了什么.
. Raphael Saadiq) Chorus: (Saadiq) Never do....what they do, what they do, what they do... Never do....what they do, what they do, what they do...
feat. Raphael Saadiq) Chorus: (Saadiq) Never do....what they do, what they do, what they do... Never do....what they do, what they do, what they do...
murder and doom As her eyes appeared to bloom He wanted to touch them But was afraid she might be taken aback Then what would he say? They walked to
sidewalk, gangsta talk Truckin' diamonds and gold Rubberbands around the bankrolls Fly girls to make your head spin Seemed they partied all night long I was like, "Put me on" But they
neck like the Wu Tang Self-preservation is the rule when you do aim Or get in something more sinister You gotta be the finisher, make it so the doctors, they
Thug the streets, my love is deep, my pain shows My hearts on a sleevea Nigga that they gave they soul and hearts to mistreat you Nigga told, they breakin
cultivate a whole new breed There's a smoke signal, over your head A smoke signal, you know what it said? When they're torn out by the roots Young brothers
dem' Leaning on horses, they run their intellectual sources Counterfeit wisdom creating the illusion of freedom Confusion consumes them Every word they speak it turns them out really white Internally they
path, although it's, never been long I gotta do it for my sons, they tellin' me, daddy be strong We gon' make it through these hard times Even though they go and they
m the shit Ain't no body blocking out my dreams Made a promise I'm gonna live it I can see it No doubt that I'm gonna be it Fuck what they've been saying
at me. Mothafuck em all, they sweat from my balls, If I drop anotha album I did dat fo my dawgs. 10 Maybachs, everybody ridin big, I just sit back like: Look what
I still do both but somehow I got by Treflo prayed, Mike Vick payed Bobby Brown stray, Whitney lost weight Kimbo Slice on da pad when I write Dat may why they