What are you? What are you gonna do? What the hell are you gonna do? Everything I hate.. it just goes on and on I've become everyone I said I wouldn
of you Don?t underestimate the things that I will do There?s a fire starting in my heart Reaching a fever pitch And its bring me out the dark The scars
No woman ever do what you do High on a pleasure wheel No devil ever cast a voodoo so long and dark and real We're gonna do a little chugging We're gonna
Hate me now Do it now nigga I'm burnin' like them blue flames nigga They call me G-H-E-T-T-O- Ghetto Lets do this right nigga What the fuck is up nigga
think about you all the time ?Cause I can tell that your tastes are refined In matters of food, aesthetics and wine Oh, you?re a natural at everything you do
start snitching Guess they didn't wanna see a nigga, get money out the kitchen 'Fore my mama died (mama said), people gonna hate ya Cause they can't do
[Z-Ro] Bout time, they opened up the do' for Z-Ro Cause I've been dropping hits, since ten years ago Trying to do it legal, and not slang yayo If I can
Started out at a slow pace, now I'm losing it rapidly Trying to keep my faith in God, but my spirit is scarred I wanna do it but if I do it, I won't wake
sleep, remember I started the click you claim And you wanted to trip when I left Trying to catch me slipping in the truck on the titty You niggas to put one scar
suckas wanna stall it Some people worry about the wrong thing But why worry about what we're sayin'? 'Cause we're gonna do what we wanna do, And if y'
say [Chorus 2Pac:] Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail? I'm gonna buy me a gun Then what's next? Food and Sex, house parties in the projects We goin' all night Whatcha gonna do
President, tell me what to do These ni**az actin up in the hood, send mo' troops (What should I do?) Dear Mr. President, tell me what to do These ni**
tears [2Pac] Thugged out baby! [Young Noble] We don't shed tears we shed blood Do you still wanna be a thug? HUH? WHAT? We don't shed tears we shed blood Do
(feat. J. Valentine) Damn, what am I gonna do now Oh,Shit (When I get free, yeah, yeah) [Chorus: x2] When I get free, motherfuckers better watch they
to my music, you be lyin' when you spit Outta line you get gripped I'm gonna find you a ditch Right next to your OG, do your time with a snitch And I
say [Chorus (2Pac):] Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail? I'm gonna buy me a gun Then what's next? Food and Sex, house parties in the projects We goin' all night Whatcha gonna do
