Luyện nghe bài hát So Whatcha Gone Do Now?

Talkin' dat drive by
Everybody dat gangsta shit
Talkin' dat drive by
talking dat gangsta swang

Slaves to the of the master
Buck boom buck
disaster
(Drummer hit me one)

A gun iz a gun iz
A fuckin' gun
But an organized
a sellout niga on the run

What you gonna do to get
on the rest of the hood
Till the drug

See you like roaches
Black gangstas track coaches
The law set you up raw
When you have his trust in us

dat gattalk, walkin' dat catwalk
Where you to go wit dat
even go dere wit dat rap

Guns, drugs an'
All you how
So whatcha gonna do

I'm 'bout ready to
Trouble on the of blunt ave
An 40 ounce, uncivilized lifestyles
30 years bids for kids, now that's

I'm raisin' my
I'm to da curb
Wit a do not disturb

Too much don't give a
Or a thing
But choose what the other man

I sing a song I see wrong
I'm not down the fe fi fo
I come from
See, the brothers ain't

Sense over nonsense
When it no sense
I'm throwin' up da

Talkin' dat by shit
Everybody talkin' dat gangsta
Talkin' dat by thang
Everybody talkin' dat gangsta

Talkin' dat gattalk, dat catwalk
Were you to go wit dat
Don't even go wit dat rap

Guns, and money
All you how
So gone do now?

The only good niga iz a dead
Dats what used to say

understand why a man
Gotta use a
On his own, suppose to act

Cracka in da
Watch a brother pull a trigga on brother
Couldn't shoot and a mother

Four alone home
Ungrown and now they on own
Now check yourself
What good is da hood if ya actin' a
dat gattalk, walkin' dat catwalk