Luyện nghe bài hát Whatcha Gonna Do?

Once a time, not long ago
When gangstas rocked waves sold dope and lo'
There was a G by the name of Shyne Poe
it down, cuttin' it up and cookin' it now

It's a lotta dick ridin' for lack of a betta words
For lack of a betta
Speculations on the guns, I underneath my furs
in my voice, nigga, check the words

I'm in for winter to that pinch merds from the cur
and dippin' the narcs
It's the young Frank Matthews, the rap
Touch my on my smack the gats burstin'
That's certain leave ya face and ya chest and ya back

got me fucked up like
My desert eagle and my sick doom right
Like my guns is racin', muthafucka, you know I
ya heart stop and ya body start shakin'
Now you know the bottom line of rhyme crime
to life plus nine

Whatcha do when shit hit the fan?
it like a man or snitch like a bitch
Whatcha do when shit hit the fan?
to God, go hard or lay up in the morgue

Whatcha do when shit hit the fan?
it like a man or snitch like a bitch
Whatcha do when shit hit the fan?
to God, go hard or lay up in the morgue

Evil grin, dead eyes, wit a bock, monster
Best way to describe my
In this of sin, I'm as wicked as they come
Moonlightin' as a rapper get ticket and I'm done

Ain't enough here, I ratha be in the tropics
Wit Corsicans where narcotics is the topic
Persian and things the man that made of snow
Tiger par and every form of raw

Since a been handlin', nigga been scramblin'
Bettin' on money in Vegas
in the abdomen, pissy drunk stylin', staggerin'
More you can imaginin'

Thoughts randomin', runnin' my mind
Like the best MC's, Biggie, Jay-Z, and Shyne
Demented as a young'n, apple comin'
thoughts runnin' through my cerebellum

Shyne Poe, what the you gon' tell 'em?
All you niggas that wanna be fly, my gun shots'll 'em
Leavin' somewhere smellin',
caskets for you fuckin' bastards, c'mon

Whatcha gonna do when shit hit the
Take it a man or snitch like a bitch
Whatcha do when shit hit the fan?
Pray to God, go or lay up in the morgue

Whatcha do when shit hit the fan?
Take it a man or snitch like a bitch
Whatcha gonna do when shit hit the
to God, go hard or lay up in the morgue

Only the strong and weak niggas bleed
And get found, wit fuckin' face down
Numb from the waist
I been to hell and back twice and still in crack

Stare death in the and never blink
Headshots rip my mink
Went to war wit the realist
Killed friends over and envy

My heart's behind the wheel of my Bentley
Coked up, invincible
'Bout to take over the world, I be stopped
Not the feds or the fuckin' cops, not even shots

Can put a end to terror
I'ma live forever 'cause don't break
We just get plastic and relocate to anotha state
Or island, smilin', pilin', wildin'
Yo Puff, over them fuckin' violins

shit is bigger than me though ask Oliver North
Kill you then use your corpse to transport
ya brains hangin' from ya fuckin' car window
Any nigga snitch and info

my motha stomach coke and liquor
Was the
be prepared when we hit ya

Whatcha gonna do when hit the fan?
it like a man or snitch like a bitch
Whatcha gonna do shit hit the fan?
to God, go hard or lay up in the morgue

Whatcha gonna do when hit the fan?
Take it like a man or snitch a bitch
Whatcha do when shit hit the fan?
Pray to God, go or lay up in the morgue

Whatcha gonna do when hit the fan?
Take it like a man or like a bitch