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What You Wanna Do? (feat. Ice Cube)
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Gonzoe
Gonzoe
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Kausion
Kausion
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Are you ready? South Central Los Skanless So what you wanna do? Kausion So what you wanna do? So what you wanna do? I'm all on the front line down to put in work I thumped once or twice but ain't never did no dirt But I'm at two, put my flats on the MAC When it's changing up a scrap with my motherfucking strap But I got to make a rack once I get the MAC-10 And when I spot a rival it's a must I do him in I spin around the corner, fitting to get busy I ask the big homie, who is he The fool with the wrong color on Standin' By The Brougham Said your mission is complete once he get his head blown Off his motherfuckin' neck Now my jean and checkers are they wrecked But they ain't even thought about the pen yet Niggas smelling smoke in my clothes The dope got me hoked Ask me where we was Its a must I'm, pouring out spuds For them dead motherfuckers Now they trying to stick 25 to a nigga One more felony added to the two Instead of kicking fools I wish I would have bist a U I'm only 13 but already serving heat On these streets Picking off fools from the front seat With the rhythm it takes to dance to what We have to live through So what you wanna do? What should I do, should I bang with the red or should I bang with the blue? With the rhythm it takes to dance to what We have to live through So what you wanna do? What should I do, should I hang with the fake or should I hang with the true? I dumped 16 times, niggas don't want none Infrared gauge aim for your lungs Lil' devils don't go to heaven Won't come to heaven Cause I'mma cock back and leave seven Lay it in your chest Well, what's the best, Mr. LAPD Y'all can't check me Fade the rest I'mma roll with the Cripz And try to get ghost when the one time trip It's 24, ain't a joke, homies get your L's Just closed [?] now I'm in sales Eased up, light a sack Nigga, fuck that Im 'bout to rob a homies house bent on stack Call it what you want Cause I don't keep my Glock on safe Gonna smoke your ass if you make me With the rhythm it takes to dance to what We have to live through So what you wanna do? What should I do, should I bang with the r-izz-ed, or bang with bl-izz-ue? With the rhythm it takes to dance to what We have to live through So what you wanna do? What should I do, should I hang with the fake or should I hang with the true? I'm thinking fuck school Mom's banging at the do' Letting me now my black ass better hit the floor Here we go again Teachers wonderin' where I been With no absence slip I bail ten Smelling like the stickiest shit On the streets got [?] joints For a buck fifty each Service slow Five popping up the bungalows Me and Cel mack flow Creeping on all the hoes We be pros from the game I spit [?] a virgin but I'm knowing that you love it So what's up trick When Gonzoe rock that spot You on my jock My video's on the Box With the rhythm it takes to dance to what We have to live through So what you wanna do? What should I do, should I bang with the red or should I bang with the bl-izz-ue? With the rhythm it takes to dance to what We have to live through So what you wanna do? Homie, what should I do, should I hang with the fake or should I hang with the true? So what you wanna do? Grab the .22 and show these fools that you true
Writer(s): Harry Wayne Casey, Richard Raymond Finch, Tracy Lauren Marrow Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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