Do It Like Me

Lyrics

[Intro] Gangsta Yeah, that's what it is, man It's gangsta, you know what I mean And we hustlin' (Hustlin') Yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout C. O. B., man It ain't no motherfuckin' clique, it's a worldwide organization (Gangsta) C.O. B. is my religion, man Hustle hard everyday (Hustle) Ghetto America prepared us for greatness, nigga We ballin' now [Verse 1: Crooked I] Okay, fresh tats on the neck, ghetto smile on the face Hennessy is in the cup, Pillsbury on the waist 20 G's on the wrist, haters better give me space Bosses don't give a fuck, Long Beach is in the place Yeah, what's really real? Y'all know the dealy deal Silly skill, got my necklace froze on chilly chill Fuck chrome, give me mills Crooked say what he really feel You Milli Vanilli nigga, that's your Achilles heel Me, I'm in them White Tees and them ice cream sneakers I'm a cream fiend, for the green, I might seem eager Me and my team on the scene with 19 divas I'm taking over the streets, it ain't a pipe dream neither Why you looking mad? You don't have to mean mug us 'Cause the whips shut down dumb magazine covers Jealous cats feeling like they have to bring ruckus But without sipping syrup that strapline, suckas [Hook: Das] If you want to see me, you can find me in the back of the club with my hat down (Gangsta) And if you really grindin', let me see you reach into your pocket, pull a stack out (Stack out) If you wanna beef than I can reach for the side of my hip and pull a strap out (Strap out) (Gangsta) Plus I got my gangstas in the place low key in case you wanna act out (Act out) [Verse 2: Crooked I] Yeah, this is how we do our thing We walk in the club deep Chicks digging a niggas slang, love when a thug speak Hollywood shades on, spittin' at them young freaks Pull em' off the dance flo', put em' in the front seat Yeah, my whole crew wild, hustle at the loot pile New smile, 20 carat grill, what it do now? Crooked got a new style Stop him, who shall? Stick together, get the cheddar, I'ma show your crew how If it's money (Go, go) If it's paper (Go, go, go) If it's fetti, cheese or dinero, you better (Go, go) Do it like I do it and Ride like I ride and Roll how I roll then You can follow me, come on I hate them rappers on MTV Throwin' up W but you never see them in LBC Or CPT, or SC, where do you be? We wouldn't see your face if it wasn't for BET That's not me [Hook: Das] If you want to see me, you can find me in the back of the club with my hat down (Gangsta) And if you really grindin', let me see you reach into your pocket, pull a stack out (Stack out) If you wanna beef than I can reach for the side of my hip and pull a strap out (Strap out) (Gangsta) Plus I got my gangstas in the place low key in case you wanna act out (Act out) [Bridge: Das] You gotta do it like me (Like me) Straight grindin' on the corner like me (Like me) Ice in the bezel like me (Like me) I'ma show you how to do it like me (Like me) [Verse 3: Crooked I] Aight Dodger hat stupid low, Medallion with dumb bling Coupe cars, foolish dough, 10 diamonds in one ring Tease from the swap meet, thuggin' on the club scene Teflon to block heat, wearing it like sunscreen Yeah, what the deal is, Crooked been the real biz Still is, whole crew hungry, we can feel ribs Sick whips and ill cribs, nope, I don't feel pigs And please, don't pop off, ya boy boy peel wigs Yeah, I'm from the home of the Chevy Impala car keys Still, I gotta park my Ferrari under the palm trees It's a brand new day on the west Not to hate on the rest but ay, stay on your best, okay [Hook: Das] If you want to see me, you can find me in the back of the club with my hat down (Gangsta) And if you really grindin', let me see you reach into your pocket, pull a stack out (Stack out) If you wanna beef than I can reach for the side of my hip and pull a strap out (Strap out) (Gangsta) Plus I got my gangstas in the place low key in case you wanna act out (Act out)