This is What I Do

[Cam'Ron] Yeah, Killa What we getting ready to do is separate the men from the mice The pit from the poddles, the villains from the heroes, huh Dip Set Bitch You know what that means? You're amongst the Diplomatic Community This my man Hell Rell, he locked up, he about to come home Hit 'em Rell [Hell Rell] By the time this shit touch the streets I'll probably be shackled up, on a bus with beast But I'mma ride anyway, get high anyway And let my VVS jewels blind your eyes anyway, fucka You wanna be gangstas, listen to me After two years teaching, you'll get your degree I took over blocks, and put dope and coke on it Send niggas out, and put 'em under my deodorant Just like my Speed Stick nigga, I see chips quicker So hot tomorrow, I'm dropping the remix nigga And yeah your top on your 6, go 'head and drop that Just make your waves more easier to get popped at, nigga Roll the haze, let's get higher and higher Picture you selling me coke, I supply your supplier They asking about the flow, yeah, it's fire, it's fire Y'all snitch niggas, y'all was hired to be wired And that's my word fam, I swore to my mother I'd get you Made a phonecall, now I'm done with the issue Now, all my guerrillas gon' come through and get you And merk off from the double-nickel the color of pickles I got a serious pimp game, I rock a sick chain Tote a two-tone ruger and roll with the Dip Gang Y'all the type of niggas that run from the rumble Holla if y'all want birds I could front you a couple nigga [Hook: Hell Rell and Cam'ron] I stack chips, this is what I do (What he does) Run through divas, give 'em to my crew (To his crew) Send work out of town, this is what I do (What he does) Be with my niggas, this is what I do (What he does) I stack chips, this is what I do (What he does) Run through divas, give 'em to my crew nigga (To his crew) Send work out of town, this is what I do nigga (What he does) I'm 'bout my paper, this is what I do (What he does) [Hell Rell] Shorty thought I had plans of spousing her I just wanted to have sex on the couch with her Do it in the mouth with her Give her a few bricks, make her take 'em down south with her I'm about my scrilla, come fuck with your nigga And all these haters wanna bust at your nigga And try to do me, so I rock the uzi under the Coogi This shit you gon' feel in your bones They ask if I'm down with the ROC, cause I be with Killa and Jones I just put rocks on the block, and rock rocks on my wrist Get your hardest nigga, he ain't poppin' like this Anybody I'm tossing, nigga this is hungry season We stopped flossing, you and your mans is getting it, where's our portion Yo Killa, only reason they killas When they bust in they hoes, they make them get abortions Smoke dro, flow awesome I got two guns, you got two guns, let's have a foursome See I start a riot in a minute, supply it if you sniff it I'm giving out samples, go 'head, try it, it's terrific The crack heads love me, female ones hug me, kiss me Buy the whole pack with crumbled up 50s Don't cop from that nigga Rell is what you tell the fiends We getting all the money cause the dimes look like Jellybeans Few blocks and a lock and key/ki, but I need the world So it's time to lay my pressure game down like Preacher Earl Everybody pay up or gon' get sprayed up This year, I'm get my name back, and my weight up Go see Premo, razor blade the plate up Make some packs, hit some workers, and wrap some cake up This is what I do [Hook: Hell Rell and Cam'ron] I stack chips, this is what I do (What he does) Run through divas, give 'em to my crew (To his crew) Send work out of town, this is what I do (What he does) Be with my niggas, this is what I do (What he does) I stack chips, this is what I do (What he does) Run through divas, give 'em to my crew nigga (To his crew) Send work out of town, this is what I do nigga (What he does) I'm 'bout my paper, this is what I do nigga (What he does) [Cam'Ron] This is what he does, KILLA Santana, Jim Jones, FREEKY Tito in here tonight Whole Taliban Brazi 45th Side Diplomats man You see what we do man, this is not a motherfucking joke Holla at your boy That's seven digit cake, man