K-Rino - That's How You Do It lyrics

[K-Rino - That's How You Do It lyrics]

What's up little sis? Huh?
What's wrong with you?
Naw there is something wrong with
You I'm lookin' at ya
Hold on, hold on, raise
Raise your head up turn to the side
Man I know this dude ain't hit you
Did he? He did where he at?
Oh you ain't gonna tell me where he at
That's cool
Let me show you how to deal with this

First you find out where he
Hangs out then hide out
Find a spot post up wait for him to slide out
If he rollin by himself catch
Him before he ride out
Come behind him with the heat and
Put it right by his mouth
Do you kill him? Not now
Just act like we are
Swing a crowbar until you hear
That crack in his jaw
Cover his head and toss him in
The back of a car so he can't recall or try
To track what he saw
Make sure he's unconscious before
Your found with him
Transfer him to the trunk and drive
Around the town with him
Then take him to the house where
You can pull in the garage
Because you don't want to be seen
And this eliminates the odds
So once you got him inside
Let the games begin
Pick that crowbar up again and
Start beatin on his shins
Make him know the definition
Of true wig splitter
Make him cry like he made your
Sister cry when he hit her

See that's how you do that's how you do it
You ain't gotta bring the police
Or no judges into it
He was putting his hands on her
Man and everybody knew it
Just focus on his head and run
That bat right through it see

I know you ain't gonna let
This ride pause man, comma
This dude done moved in and put
His hands on your momma
You ever heard that old
Phrase death before dishonor
This fool must of smoked
Some superman marijuana
But little do he know he about
To meet a bad destiny
Go to mommas house and find out
Where she keep that extra key murder mode
Fast forward can't nobody pause it
Wait until you know they gone
And hide inside the closet 3 hours 4 hours
Yeah I know that's sorrta strange
Stay in there the whole time that's
Gonna make you more deranged
You don't want your mom to know
She would just try stopping you
You can handle this alone or
Bring a friend it's optional
Bro this dude done hit your mom
Missed me with that boring logic
Wait 'til he lay on the bed and
Strike him with a foreign object
Tie him up beat his face in kill his pride
Put one of your momma's dresses
On him drag him outside
Then take him to the hood and let
The streets get up in him
With a sign on his chest that
Say I love hittin' women
Then go back in the house talk
To momma and console her
And simple explain to her
Her relationship is over hey!

See that's how you do that's how you do it
You ain't gotta bring the police
Or no judges into it
He was putting his hands on her
Man and everybody knew it
Just focus on his head and run
That bat right through it

See that's how you do that's how you do it
You ain't gotta bring the police
Or no judges into it
He was putting his hands on her
Man and everybody knew it
Just focus on his head and run
That bat right through it see

Your daughters so intelligent you filled
Her up with knowledge
Felt real proud when you sent
Her off to college
When she was at home you would walk
Her in and walk her out
Now she messin with this dude that
She don't like to talk about
Now they at the same school
How the hell that happen?
Every time you call he in
The background yappin' cussin
But when you try to warn
Her nothings getting through
She actin like she scared so you
Ask her is he hittin' you
Fool snatched the phone even cussed
You out on one account
Heres what you do show up
At the campus unannounced
Roll up on your daughter
Man I knew it got a black eye
We got something real special planned
Out for that guy
First I would call the cops
Hold up I know what your feelin'
Not on him on myself cause it's
About to be a killin'
Walk up in his face what
Up youngster you remember me
I'm Daddy ain't no violence yet
But there's fixin' be

Hey hey what's up dude
What's up what you doin' here
Naw you know what it is what you
Talkin bout what you talkin' bout
Did you enjoy givin' my daughter that black
Eye what you talkin' bout man
Well we're gonna see how much you like this
Come here hey hey hold him snipe put the
Thing put the thing on his head man
Alright pull around back naw naw naw it's to
Late you're the one who did it
You know you're the one who
Did it hahahaha uh huh
We gonna see how you like this bro hA yeah
Your beatin' days is over matter fact
All of your days are over click click BOOM

LETS GO!

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