Luyện nghe bài hát What Ya Wanna Do?

(Intro)
This even much the half of it ya heard me?
(no no indeed)
Part of it.. that guerilla warfare gon be the of it
(yes yes indeed)
it out..

(Verse 1)
Baby Gangsta motherfucker -- fake nigga head
If I know ya dont trust ya
If I don't ya then fuck ya
Keep my finger on the trigga.. gotta think on the nigga
Out to have thangs I hustle for 6 figures
up thugged out, keep the fuckin gauge out
Hoe shit done played out ya whole posse out
Birds and money that's all excite me
Fuck bitches I'm money that's all that entice me
President lover, undercover, another like me
You get a ki half price Columbia fuckin with B
Believe just in me to be a real soldier
Gats I load, slip you dont value what's on ya
Now I done told ya -- the streets is all the time
Gotta survive the game nigga I'ma die for
I ain't lyin.. I do the fuck I gotta do
Shoot who I gotta shoot if ya outside my
2-2-6, lotta buster playa hate it
Takin off like Delta cause Manny can't be faded
I'm a young nigga.. hard nigga.. street
get on my feet I creep you sleep six feet deep
I'm dangerous.. I slang raw I cut it
If I profit or not, as as ya loaded then fuck it
Yo head is a banana, squeal and get
Feel what come out my grill it's a must I keep it real

(Chorus)x2
What cha wan do
How ya wan do it
When ya wan do it we get straight to it
You could it how ya wanna
Bring it how ya
Accept it in blood
Ya get it how ya live

(Verse 2)
Fuck all that nigga lets beef
Remember I'm the one that said 'take it to the
somthin, handle up nigga, shake somthin
Got a K with a -- and I'm ready to spray somthin
Lay it down.. make the move.. checkmate
again.. you sendin peace messages, it's too late
Tryin to recuperate.. after we ya in the dust
Big Boy can't fuck with us retaliation is a
Gangsta, grim reaper, death bringer
Assault banger.. got a itchy trigger finger
I let em hang-a....what you say you gon do me,do it man
Underestimate in war you gon lose it man
Got a AR... 15 I
D.O.A I hit the scene nahmean?
It's a bust-back thang nigga grab yo
I come behind tint with the optimo lit
Bust open the 911, let me my hit
Y'all started, you can't quit
I'm with a monster blitz
Lights out like the eclipse, tryin to battle us
Cockin and be bout poppin nigga its time to up

(Chorus)x2

(Verse 3)
All these.. jive wan rep on me
Knowin they ain't bout to step cross Martin King
All these other besides U.P.T, and H.B. --
Don't mean to the B.G
I'm ready to get down and bout my place in this biz
Let a take me down after all this time? Shiiiit
I'm a shiner, bout takin what's mine-a
Used to spin bins in and pathfinders
That's just to remind you, that tryin to
Fade lil doogie slip ill down you
Me and my come through set trippin
it how we live and, takin respect ain't given
50 rounds out assault rifle we deliverin
scary motha fuckaz...on ya block in each ya
Fuckin with the B.G., Cash Money broke
puttin change on niggaz behind me

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