Luyện nghe bài hát Whatcha Gonna Do?

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

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

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

Y'all got me fucked up
My desert eagle and my sick doom right
Like my guns is racin', muthafucka, don't you I
Make ya heart stop and ya body start
Now you know the bottom line of this rhyme
Twenty-five to life nine

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

Whatcha do when shit 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

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

enough money here, I ratha be in the tropics
Wit Corsicans where narcotics is the topic
Persian rocks and things the man that of snow
Tiger par and other form of raw

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

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

Shyne Poe, what the fuck you gon' tell
All you niggas that be fly, my gun shots'll propel 'em
somewhere smellin', repellin'
Closed caskets for you fuckin' bastards,

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

Only the strong survive and niggas bleed
And get found, wit they face down
Numb from the down
I done been to hell and back twice and still in

death in the eyes and never blink
Headshots rip my mink
Went to war wit the killas
Killed friends over jealousy and

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

Can put a end to this
I'ma live forever 'cause gangstas break
We just get plastic surgery and relocate to anotha
Or island, smilin', pilin', wildin'
Yo Puff, over done them violins

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

Since my motha stomach 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?
Pray to God, go or lay up in the morgue

Whatcha gonna do when shit hit the
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

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