Luyện nghe bài hát What You Gonna Do

It's a Hell Up in Harlem fuckit day
another dollar up to the barking from the Rottweilers
the collars make em sit for the Godfather
Then I holler to my son run the water
for the shower trust fund scholarship sure to him power
Baby momma call she him up in about an hour
Now free to go to blow with the calicos
and the it's just the way this player knows
goes, finally caught up with my nigga Sam Sam
Picked me up, in the tan Lex
Wanted down at Pan Pan's, what's your favorite dish?
He ordered cheese eggs and grits, I had the
What is this? Three niggaz in black
Roleys on they wrist, in they hat
One tapped me on my back, then at my stack
Put my on the trigger
I asked him, "Whatchu want nigga?"
Chorus: Daddy
Whatchu gonna do when it's your to go
Whatchu do when you can't take no mo'
You gonna cry like a bitch or take it and slow
Whatchu do when it's your turn to go
(repeat 2X)
Two: Puff Daddy
I pray to God that I'm dreamin, I my family
wouldn't it, when the doctor said, "He ain't make it"
Mom Dukes cryin, baby mom of grief
How she gonna tell her son his daddy is
Now she got beef them bitches up the street
All because I used to creep, her girlfriend Sharese
She knows, I the hoes, from nation, to nation
On every station, Goodfellas in rotation, uhh
That's why niggaz twist my shit, flip my wig
Attempt to me like Tommy Gills
Before they draw, threw me to the floor
holes in my pocket, Sam launch the rocket
They rip my arms out the socket, fuckin heathens
Love to see a stop breathin
I heard a voice sing out, "Ain't you Sean Puffy
your eulogy, meet you at the Crossroads"
G'night

Verse Three: Daddy
Nothing but and white suits fill my vision
Watching my life go down, Christian
Listen hear them bullets rang, and Mac millis
spraying like a hurricane in this war the terror game
And deuce deuces can't stand the
Little guns ain't got no in this blizzard
they just kibitz, here's five shots to visit,
Blowin bullet holes of door knockers
Three headed for my straight, the other two
came a little late, and just barely missed my
I'm to find a steady place between two cars
One of us gon' wind up dead, or behind bars
Shit, I'm just to live, so I can raise my kid
and own the world, bone all the girls
That's when I finally out
That's that nigga David Arthur, Sharese father
And I even bother to ask no further questions
No confessions only suggestions
I think Sam set me up, them bullets squeezed up
from the rear, and Sam was the only nigga
Then they all peeled out in the rental,
Sam in the seat, so I'm assumin them
didn't even get to peep
Lil' Kim and them, in the backseat, the heat
Clips they feelin em, to the top, shit ain't
Once the light turns red, nuff said, dead
fled, and they waved, hot lead
If I duck, I'd be on my deathbed
Sucker move, for that they get no props
Lil' Kim and them, mad they ain't no shots
We in the block, no posters just old posters
of gangsta niggaz I see ghosts of gangsta
I'm tryin to hold my own when they me out the car
Took me in the saloon and said, "Puffy, you are"
Them same cats we chased two blocks had new
dishes, I guess for goin out like bitches
I em, gave a little speech, to mirth
Happiness, cause me and all my got hurt
That night, I said a little prayer, me and
when I heard the bustin, yeah