Lil Reese, Fredo Santana — What It Do

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What it do?
What it do?
What it do, what it do?
What it do?
What it do, what it do?
Fuck niggas, fuck niggas, fuck
What, what?

Got Xanax and lean for the whole damn crew
Got a thirty Ruger shot for my motherfuckin’ tool
Brand new chopper and that bitch shoot smooth
Got a hundred niggas with me and they all gon’ shoot

What it do?
What it do?
What it do?
Heard that it’s a problem, you wanna make the news?
What it do?
What it do?

Chasing all this money, I ain’t worried ’bout you
Aye, Fredo what it do?
I ain’t gonna say too much
But you know I miss you, fool
For you we act a fool
For you I pack a tool
Got that call about you and you know I lost my cool
Sosa miss you too, Caper, all us miss you, fool
I remember we ain’t had shit, fucked up don’t know what to do
Every time I’m out in Cali, boy I always hit you
Now I don’t know what to do
Now I don’t know what to do
Got Xanax and lean for the whole damn crew
Got a thirty Ruger shot for my motherfuckin’ tool
Brand new chopper and that bitch shoot smooth
Got a hundred niggas with me and they all gon’ shoot

What it do?
What it do?
What it do?
Heard that it’s a problem, you wanna make the news?
What it do?
What it do?
Chasing all this money, I ain’t worried ’bout you
What it do?
What it do?

I’ma continue chasing money, can’t forget about that, too
All this shit we learned on our own, man
We ain’t get it from no nigga
Y’all been my niggas since lil’ niggas
I can’t forget about my niggas
Why would I switch on my niggas?
Why would I quit on my niggas?
I cannot quit on my niggas
I’m yelling, «Fuck all these niggas»
Got Xanax and lean for the whole damn crew
Got a thirty Ruger shot for my motherfuckin’ tool
Brand new chopper and that bitch shoot smooth
Got a hundred niggas with me and they all gon’ shoot

What it do?
What it do?
What it do?
Heard that it’s a problem, you wanna make the news?
What it do?
What it do?
Chasing all this money, I ain’t worried ’bout you