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2PAC lyrics : "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 $#&@ing me man
Listen

I've got a scheme
Break away do my own thing
Drop some conversation

Sit back and let the phone ring
^!$$%s they wanna see me rise
'97 watch me cut these mother$#&@ers 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 ^!$$% on earth to ever bust a nut
My homies tell me have a heart

$#&@ they feelings
I've been trying to make a million since we started
We cold hearted

^!$$%s 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 mother$#&@er
We break bread

Now we thug brothers (huhuh)
^!$$%s 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 ^!$$%s come for you

(What ya gonna do)
Now what cha gonna do? when my ^!$$%s come for you
(What ya gonna do)

Now what cha gonna do? when my ^!$$%s come for you
(What ya gonna do)
Now what cha gonna do? when my ^!$$%s 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


^!$$%s gettin' halved off

Yer, ^!$$% beware
Stand clear


This ^!$$%'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 ^!$$%, might need gloves
But you will never know

With a price on your mug
And fight strips snug right around your hands
^!$$%s sure you can never grab the mic again
Dog you $#&@ing with a grown man


And I can't afford to loose
Where we from ^!$$%s told to do
So what cha ya wann' do?

[Chorus]


Now what cha gonna do? when my ^!$$%s come for you
(What ya gonna do)
Now what cha gonna do? when my ^!$$%s come for you
(What ya gonna do)
Now what cha gonna do? when my ^!$$%s come for you
(What ya gonna do)
Now what cha gonna do? when my ^!$$%s 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 ^!$$%s out the sight of mah night scope
Cooking white dope

Got mah ^!$$% 25 to life stretched out
Trying to have all the better things in life
Well Makaveli
A born leader 10 millimeter
Changing ^!$$%s 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 ^!$$%s come for you
(What ya gonna do)
Now what cha gonna do? when my ^!$$%s come for you
(What ya gonna do)
Now what cha gonna do? when my ^!$$%s come for you
(What ya gonna do)
Now what cha gonna do? when my ^!$$%s come for you
(What ya gonna do)

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