We Do It Roc Marciano (Ft. Ka)

[Verse 1: Roc Marciano]
Nights is cold, dynamite sold
Gigolo wardrobe, soft on stoves
Four doors close, whores on the stroll
War stories are told and fool's gold sold
Boss is thrown from four story homes
Porsches more Mauris is all we got on
Never wore Saucony's nor a pair of ponies
Row of parolies wearing Rolly's
Five pies no anchovies
Mack of the year, bitch I hold my trophy like Goldie
I knocked a row of Pretty Tony's Tenderoni's
Sent ten coyotes to run out to Wyoming
Like solitary rodent...
To smack you is an involuntary movement
But I get caught up in the moment
George "The Animal" Steele ya and kill ya
Peel silver and like a fat cow, milk ya
Spilt ya through a filter
Your fate is sealed, I revealed ya
Filth to real is familiar
Real recognise realer
Don't play the hand, play the dealer
Wearing concealer and Tequila
She sniff a smear off a mirror and then spear ya
Yeah I hear ya...
(We do it)
Yeah I hear ya