- Peter Tosh Whatcha Gonna Do 歌词
- Peter Tosh
- 歌曲 - What'cha Gonna Do (Feat Young Noble, Kastro)
(hahaha)
And ugh
I started out dumb
Sprung off a hood rat
Listening to the radio
Wishing that I could rap
But nothing changed
I was stuck in the game
Cause everybody in the industry was ****ing me man
Listen
I've got a scheme
Break away do my own thing
Drop some conversation
Sit back and let the phone ring
****** they wanna see me rise
'97 watch me cut these ************s down to size
And if I catch another case
Lord knows how they hate me
Got a playa in the court room
Please don't let them frame me
I've been dealt a lot of bad cards
Living as a thug
Count my blessings
Don't stress in this land with no love
Maybe if they see me rolling
Look at all this green I'm holding
I guess that's why the envious
Get their eye swollen
Hoping the heavenly farther love a hustler
Be the hardest ***** on earth to ever bust a nut
My homies tell me have a heart
**** they feelings
I've been trying to make a million since we started
We cold hearted
****** in masks that'll blast at the task force
Empty out my clip
Time to mash
They asked for it
Me Makaveli I'm a ************
We break bread
Now we thug brothers (huhuh)
****** talk a lot of nonsense
I choose to ignore
A war
They ain't ready for it (huhuh)
Now what cha gonna do? when my ****** come for you
(What ya gonna do)
Now what cha gonna do? when my ****** come for you
(What ya gonna do)
Now what cha gonna do? when my ****** come for you
(What ya gonna do)
Now what cha gonna do? when my ****** come for you
(What ya gonna do)
My nine is thuglord
My mind on my grind
Outlawz is my heart
They shine when I shine
My ryhme is my grind
My team be on role
Proceed with the onslaught
Indeed they on top
They all marks
And its an outlaw holocaust
When I got the sawed-off
****** gettin' halved off
Yer, ***** beware
Stand clear
This *****'s scared
Man I don't really care
I've been lost loved (loved)
My heart need a hug (hug)
My bite leave blood (blood)
Fight with a grudge
The life of a thug *****, might need gloves
But you will never know
With a price on your mug
And fight strips snug right around your hands
****** sure you can never grab the mic again
Dog you ****ing with a grown man
And I can't afford to loose
Where we from ****** told to do
So what cha ya wann' do?
Now what cha gonna do? when my ****** come for you
(What ya gonna do)
Now what cha gonna do? when my ****** come for you
(What ya gonna do)
Now what cha gonna do? when my ****** come for you
(What ya gonna do)
Now what cha gonna do? when my ****** come for you
(haha)
Watch me clown
Give me loving when I'm high
I'ma outlaw baby I'll be thugging 'till I die
In drop-top double R
Life as a rap star
Hustle like a crack fiend
'Till they catch me
Go ask somebody to your show
Watch them ****** out the sight of mah night scope
Cooking white ****
Got mah ***** 25 to life stretched out
Trying to have all the better things in life
Well Makaveli
A born leader 10 millimeter
Changing ****** future like a schizophrenic palm reader
Heeds from out the bible I read
See the meek shall inherit the earth
And the strong will lead
Hittin' **** like it alright
I'm in the studio
Making music all night
My enemies cry whenever I rise
They hated 'till death
Try to beat me out my last breath
What cha gonna do?
Now what cha gonna do? when my ****** come for you
(What ya gonna do)
Now what cha gonna do? when my ****** come for you
(What ya gonna do)
Now what cha gonna do? when my ****** come for you
(What ya gonna do)
Now what cha gonna do? when my ****** come for you
(When my ****** come)
Now what cha gonna do? when my ****** come for you
(What ya gonna do)
Now what cha gonna do? when my ****** come for you
(What ya gonna do)
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