What We Do

[Intro]
South Side, South Side

[Chorus]
Could it be the way we walk
The way we talk
The way we ridin’
Living on the South Side
You don’t know what we get in to
You don’t know what we can do, chales (you don’t know)
Could it be the way we walk
The way we talk
The way we ridin’
Living on the South Side
You don’t know what we get in to
You don’t know what we can do, chales (you don’t know)

[Verse 1: Dinero]
I’m on the southside of Monte
Just livin’ it up
Grimy muthafucker bout to tear some shit up
Don’t make no assumptions
My whole function work with disfunction
The life I lead homie
Don’t hold back so bring heat
I’m on the block daily
Tripping bitchеs to come and pay me
Mobile phonе ringing
Got these hoodrats singing
Could it be the way I walk
Could it be the way I talk
Could it be the way I ride
Living on the southside, yeah (that’s El Monte)
I’m true to where I’m from
Dinero moving through slums
Collecting them funds (bitch pay me)
What you know what I get into?
Fuck around and find a barrel aimed at your temple

[Chorus]
Could it be the way we walk
The way we talk
The way we ridin’
Living on the South Side
You don’t know what we get in to
You don’t know what we can do, chales (you don’t know)
Could it be the way we walk
The way we talk
The way we ridin’
Living on the South Side
You don’t know what we get in to
You don’t know what we can do, chales (you don’t know)

[Verse 2: Mr. Trippalot]
See if I told you what I do
I would have to cut you in two
I ride with camaradas so you gotta eat balas
Got Dinero outside waiting
Bumping in the impala
You gon’ hear of this soon
All busters make room
I’ve been doing this pedo ever since you was a morro
Así es que pon atención y aprende del cabron
I’m south side always
About to keep my ways
And keep my heat, under my seat
Ya sabes de dónde vengo, de donde acabas muerto
Los Ángeles puto
You don’t what we get into
Reckless life, reckless moments
And you ain’t knowing homie
I’m about to get into something
And leave you all fronting

[Chorus]
Could it be the way we walk
The way we talk
The way we ridin’
Living on the South Side
You don’t know what we get in to
You don’t know what we can do, chales (you don’t know)
Could it be the way we walk
The way we talk
The way we ridin’
Living on the South Side
You don’t know what we get in to
You don’t know what we can do, chales (you don’t know)

[Verse 3: Mr. Trippalot]
Don’t question Trippalot
I don’t like that spot
Puro South Side ese
Gotta hustle to dress me
Dropping beats like the homies dropping keys
Watcha how we hit our stakes and collect the cake
Stop wasting my time
I got a nine to shine
And as a matter of fact
I gotta go I’ll be back
Make sure I got my sack and a bitch on my lap (roll that blunt ey)
And that’s before I roll
Catch me on the floor
Drop your low-lows, all the way to the floor
Trips is doing it and you don’t even know
Stay blue from head to shoe
So what you wanna do?
Esta cabrón, simon
Can you hang with a chingon?

[Chorus]
Could it be the way we walk
The way we talk
The way we ridin’
Living on the South Side
You don’t know what we get in to
You don’t know what we can do, chales (you don’t know)
Could it be the way we walk
The way we talk
The way we ridin’
Living on the South Side
You don’t know what we get in to
You don’t know what we can do, chales (you don’t know)

[Outro]
Huh, that’s right homie
Puro South Side - Brown Pride
Q’vole
Could be either way homie
That gangsta way ese, haha
That’s right
It’s official ese