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Whatcha Gonna Do?

(Yawn) 
(hahaha) 
And ugh 

I started out dumb 
Sprung off a hood rat 
Listening to the radio 
Wishing that I could rap 
But nothing changed 
I was stuck in the game 
Cause everybody in the industry was fucking me man 
Listen 
I've got a scheme 
Break away do my own thing 
Drop some conversation 
Sit back and let the phone ring 
Niggas they wanna see me rise 
'97 watch me cut these motherfuckers down to size 
And if I catch another case 
Lord knows how they hate me 
Got a playa in the court room 
Please don't let them frame me 
I've been dealt a lot of bad cards 
Living as a thug 
Count my blessings 
Don't stress in this land with no love 
Maybe if they see me rolling 
Look at all this green I'm holding 
I guess that's why the envious 
Get their eye swollen 
Hoping the heavenly farther love a hustler 
Be the hardest nigga on earth to ever bust a nut 
My homies tell me have a heart 
Fuck they feelings 
I've been trying to make a million since we started 
We cold hearted 
Niggas in masks that'll blast at the task force 
Empty out my clip 
Time to mash 
They asked for it 
Me Makaveli I'm a motherfucker 
We break bread 
Now we thug brothers (huhuh) 
Niggas talk a lot of nonsense 
I choose to ignore 
A war 
They ain't ready for it (huhuh) 

[Chorus] 

Now what cha gonna do? when my niggas come for you 
(What ya gonna do) 
Now what cha gonna do? when my niggas come for you 
(What ya gonna do) 
Now what cha gonna do? when my niggas come for you 
(What ya gonna do) 
Now what cha gonna do? when my niggas come for you 
(What ya gonna do) 

[Verse 2: Young Noble & Kastro] 

My nine is thuglord 
My mind on my grind 
Outlawz is my heart 
They shine when I shine 

My ryhme is my grind 
My team be on role 
Proceed with the onslaught 
Indeed they on top 
They all marks 
And its an outlaw holocaust 

When I got the sawed-off 

Niggas gettin' halved off 

Yer, nigga beware 
Stand clear 

This nigga's scared 

Man I don't really care 
I've been lost loved (loved) 
My heart need a hug (hug) 
My bite leave blood (blood) 
Fight with a grudge 

The life of a thug nigga, might need gloves 
But you will never know 
With a price on your mug 
And fight strips snug right around your hands 
Niggas sure you can never grab the mic again 
Dog you fucking with a grown man 

And I can't afford to loose 
Where we from niggas told to do 
So what cha ya wann' do? 

[Chorus] 

Now what cha gonna do? when my niggas come for you 
(What ya gonna do) 
Now what cha gonna do? when my niggas come for you 
(What ya gonna do) 
Now what cha gonna do? when my niggas come for you 
(What ya gonna do) 
Now what cha gonna do? when my niggas come for you 
(What ya gonna do) 

[Verse 3: Tupac] 

Watch me clown 
Give me loving when I'm high 
I'ma outlaw baby I'll be thugging 'till I die 
In drop-top double r 
Life as a rap star 
Hustle like a crack fiend 
'Till they catch me 
Go ask somebody to your show 
Watch them niggas out the sight of mah night scope 
Cooking white dope 
Got mah nigga 25 to life stretched out 
Trying to have all the better things in life 
Well Makaveli 
A born leader 10 millimeter 
Changing niggas future like a schizophrenic palm reader 
Heeds from out the bible I read 
See the meek shall inherit the earth 
And the strong will lead 
Hittin' weed like it alright 
I'm in the studio 
Making music all night 
My enemies cry whenever I rise 
They hated 'till death 
Try to beat me out my last breath 
What cha gonna do? 

[Chorus] 

Now what cha gonna do? when my niggas come for you 
(What ya gonna do) 
Now what cha gonna do? when my niggas come for you 
(What ya gonna do) 
Now what cha gonna do? when my niggas come for you 
(What ya gonna do) 
Now what cha gonna do? when my niggas come for you 
(What ya gonna do)