What You Do chords by Little Brother

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Verse 1
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[Phonte (Rapper Big Pooh):]
Yeah, yeah, check it out now
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You're now tuned to the sounds of Phonte, Big
Pooh and 9th Wonder
[Little Brother:]
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It's Little Brother,
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(ain't no other) put it down like no other
And I know it's a lot of madness out there,
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a lot of snakes
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A lot of fake ass niggas,
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claiming they doing this and doing that
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Just watch what you do, aight?
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[Rapper Big Poo h:] I don't know
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about you but this nigga
here watching me chase
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Cause at the end of the day,
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I don't need no case
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Bitches had grimy niggas runnin up
in your place
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Cause they ain't mention to you past mistakes,
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and it's fucked up
You lucked up with this chick
toting more bags
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Than the trash man on a Monday morning
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I dips bout your downfall,
already forming
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In the mind of this nigga brainstorming, he gotta
get her back
Somebody gonna take the rap
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So he kept putting bait in the trap
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until the snake bit
See everybody doing dirt
on the low man
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Cheating on his wife and
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his wife didn't know
Wife withholding information on the low
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Now old flame back
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and somebody gotta go
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Once the shit hit the fan
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then you know fo' show
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You better watch what you doin
Verse 3
cause you don't know
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[Hook]
[Pooh:]
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You better watch what you say
and what you do
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Cause you never really know
who got they eyes on you
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They be plotting, scheming,
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eyeing, scoping
Waiting for the day they get you out
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in the open
[Phonte:]
You better watch what you say and
what you do
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Cause sometimes it's hard to tell
what's fake and what's true
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They plotting, harassing,
scheming when they spot you
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One wrong move homeboy and then
they got you
[Phonte:] Dear God, it's my time,
Verse 4
believe me I'm with it
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But before I go,
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forgive me for the times that I didn't
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Use better judgement against
the people I shitted
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Them young girls I fucked over
and the sins I committed
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Thought my master plan
was hand crafted
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Never thought my master plan would backfire
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and get my own man blasted
Now we both on our way to hell
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in hand baskets
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Screaming fuck the world for telling
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us we can't have it
The hoes, prestige and dollar signs
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Ready to serve any nigga feeling
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like he want a part of mine
My conscious would speak
to me a lot of times
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When I was busy starching up
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my white collar crimes
The blueprint follow mines,
nigga we can go settle it
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I got banks in Switzerland and hoes
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in the Netherlands
That specialize in offshore
accounts and embezzlement
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So if your dough get tapped,
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you know where the hell it went
You funny niggas best be going,
the dope specialist
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Did more pedalling than Greg Lemond
And you ain't tryna see none of that,
a wild thundercat
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Tryna outrun my past life when
I was coming back
And now I kneel and both
palms together
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Looking for answers and proverbs,
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songs, whatever
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And when my soul burns in hell,
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to myself I owe it
Cause money, sex and power was the motive,
Verse 5
for real
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[Hook]
[Phonte:]
You better watch what you say
and what you do
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Cause sometimes it's hard to tell
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what's fake and what's true
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They plotting, harassing,
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scheming when they spot you
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One wrong move homeboy and then
they got you
[Pooh:]
You better watch what you say
and what you do
Cause you never really know
who got they eyes on you
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They be plotting, scheming,
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eyeing, scoping
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Waiting for the day they get you out in the open
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