Things We Do Lyrics - Slum Village

Yeah 

I got a rhyme for those dudes who lie about me and mine 

Yo run it back, run it back 

I got a rhyme for those dudes who lie about me and mine 

I squeeze them nines, from behind the blinds 

I leave flat in ground in the pine box! I'm not a killa wit mine 

But I get rid of nigga that get piece of mine 

Well if you got the bar separate me from mine 

I must be dope for you to steal my style 

Tryin' to take my sound yo run it back, run it back 

I must be dope for you to steal my style 

Tryin' to take my sound you don't want those pieces out 

Better yet you better kneel in church 

Don't these hurr, put a hole through your detrik fur 

Your little style that you got is subminimal 

Is you ready to swing, blows wit a criminal 

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You heard the click, pushin' scurshin' whips 

New sherlings kicks, two words I'm sick 

Run it back, I'm sick every verse I spit 

That I curse you rib I find the words that fit 

They come together like hoes on the curb for dick 

On an urge to trick, for them services 

Call me sir or if you prefer to diss get turned and twist 

Whoa nervousness 

I curse and piss, on any nigga that's lame 

Call me sick and insane talkin' chickens for brains 

Shift the stick in the range when I click and I bang! 

Niggas pick up your frame, till you lifted in shame 

They goin' down quite quick like a [Incomprehensible] flame 

I'm in the wickedest game 

Run it back, Wickedest game don't get stick for ya chain 

It's the Slum to the Villa, your head unda the pilla 

Why? We're coming kill ya 

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Introducing the world famous, Slum Village! 

Are ya ready baby? Let me know if ya ready! 

All the way from Detroit! 

Yeah, yeah you look and stare 

I see you shook in prayer 

I bust at you, bang they cuffing who? 

What you wan do? 1 2, you wanna 

For sho ya do, if ya hold a crew 

I don't need a clip, to bust ya lip 

I run ya shit, wit a swift fist 

If you gon talk the shit I'm aiming quick 

You better run 'cause I don't miss