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rob vicious - wat it do lyrics

[chorus]
ayy, ayy, ayy
oooh
ooh, what that sh+t do? (aye, what that sh+t do?)
got it off the block (got it off the)
stash it in my shoe (shoe)
these n+ggas ain’t for real, just love to type (to type)
still love them ’38s, that’s my type (yeah that’s my type)
hope you with that sh+t you rappin’ on that mic
ask yo’ self, are you really about that life? (ooh)

[verse 1]
since i turned 21, i made a promise to myself i won’t tote no 22s
watch your mouth ‘fore i fix it like the dentist do
still making shake, pullin’ strings like some tennis shoes
that ’40 smack just like some henny do
me and gang signed a deal, now i got plenty guns
i was sick when i lost my pistol, now i got plenty of ’em
got your homeboy hogtied in the back of the semi+truck
they think we just talkin’ him until we send the ones
n+ggas seen that too
make them say ooh (make that say ooh)
i’m standing 6’1
but i got 7.62s

[chorus]
ayy, ayy, ayy
oooh
ooh, what that sh+t do? (aye, what that sh+t do?)
got it off the block (got it off the)
stash it in my shoe (shoe)
these n+ggas ain’t for real, just love to type
still love them ’38s, thats my type (yeah that’s my type)
hope you with that sh+t you rappin’ on that mic
ask yo’ self, are you really about that life?
[outro]
oooh, oooh, ooooh
oooh, oooh, oooh

- rob vicious lyrics

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