Ca$his - How Ta Do It Lyrics

I'll teach how ta do it
Wanna how it's dun
I can prove it
In the sum time
Sitten on the stoop
Watchen og's
Shoot it out
With tha el rukns
Huh
I'll teach how do it
Nigga holla my name
He gotta prove it
Put a hollow
Thru the head of a goofy
Then slide off like
Who
What
I'll teach how ta do it

Stick ta tha script
But tha bad guy
Come out on top in this bytch
This aint no muhfuccen movie
And words don't move me
Sticks may bruise me
But I come back bussen
Til that niggaz not moven
With half a p in the console Whenever I roll
2 straps peelt on that ride road
Itz hell waiting outside
But still I roll
With my eyes
On the prize
And my iPhone
I socialize with the live ho's
And often ice and tha right zone
That's cool and tha city
Where I'm known
I reside with the fly
So I'm high ho
I got 10 bows
And was like oh
Then broke em down
Half the city on my smoke
And now tha digits
Growen over night
Thatz 5 points on a p
On my life
Went from beans n water
2 The steak and rice
Then 4rom paper plates
2 Fine china white
I keep my stealers swole
Cuz I like to fight
Busta hater nose
Juz tha other night
Anybody play me
Ima kill em
Cuz I ain't playing
Bout my business
I been done dun told you
I'm tha realest
I'm a bigot
2 All bytch niggaz

I'll teach how ta do it
Wanna how it's dun
I can prove it
In the sum time
Sitten on the stoop
Watchen og's
Shoot it out with tha el rukns
Huh
I'll teach how do it
Nigga holla my name
He gotta prove it
Put a hollow
Thru the head
Of a goofy
Then slide off like
Who
What
I'll teach how ta do it

Couple suckaz on tha list
I'm n the middle of yo hood
Hitten spinners witcha bytch
To show you really is a bytch
Bustaz talk a lot shit
I'm hoppen out on site
With tha pipe
Yeah betta play nice
Witcha life
And the city
Where tha skinny niggaz ride
Don't die
Weighing 155
Holden on a 45
Wish a nigga would try
Get stole in the eye
Get yo azz rolled up
Like a junt I fye
Ima South Side guy
Off East 79
With my hat ta the right
Err since I was 9
Lil nigga had dimes
Served hypes in a line
Thiz my real lifetime
Y'all rhyme all lies
Itz so many fuccen timez
Should've died
I ain't cry
Errbody who dun tried
Now liven n the sky
Itz a ribbon on the glock
Blue n black lifeline
Getting stacks with the macks
50 packs I slide
I do it
I do it
Muthafucca I prove it
Made a million off weed n music
I rotate around game
Not goofyz
Im firing out first
So you ain't
Coming back shooting
Living life like a movie
Sit n my jacuzzi
Smoke a ounce of ooowee
Lighta by the uzi
Bytchez walken in n out
Hot and gooey
Homie Ima tru G
Spit n haters face
And dare a nigga shoot me
4 My retaliationz
50 Bodies stupid
My guyz boutta ride on ya
So ain't no run and hide
Cuz errbody'll die
You know
How I slide homie
For my side
I'm frontline
Stay low
And keep firing
We all b outside

I'll teach how ta do it
Wanna how it's dun
I can prove it
In the sum time
Sitten on the stoop
Watchen og's
Shoot it out
With tha el rukns
Huh
I'll teach how do it
Nigga holla my name
He gotta prove it
Put a hollow
Thru the head
Of a goofy
Then slide off like
Who
What
I'll teach how ta do it