Luyện nghe bài hát Whatcha Gonna Do?

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

been a lotta dick ridin' for lack of a betta words
For of a betta words
Speculations on the guns, I hold my furs
Similarities in my voice, nigga, check the

I'm in for to doe's that pinch merds from the cur
Dodgin' and the narcs
It's the Frank Matthews, the rap version
Touch my trap on my smack the burstin'
That's leave ya face and ya chest and ya back jerkin'

got me fucked up like
My desert and my sick doom bust right
my guns is racin', muthafucka, don't you know I
Make ya stop and ya body start shakin'
Now you the bottom line of this rhyme crime
Twenty-five to plus nine

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

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

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

Ain't money here, I ratha be in the tropics
Wit Corsicans narcotics is the only topic
Persian rocks and things the man that made of
Tiger par and other form of raw

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

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

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

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

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

Stare death in the eyes and blink
rip through my mink
Went to war wit the realist
friends over jealousy and envy

My empty behind the wheel of my Bentley
Coked up, feelin'
'Bout to take over the world, I be stopped
Not the feds or the fuckin' cops, not even seventeen

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

This shit is bigger than me though ask North
Kill you use your corpse to transport horse
Leave ya brains hangin' from ya car window
Any nigga and givin' info

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

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

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

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