Public Enemy - So Whatcha Gone Do Now? Lyrics
Gary g-wiz - ridenhour - studdah manTalkin dat drive by shitEverybody talkin dat gangsta shitTalkin dat drive by thangEverybody talking dat gangsta swangSlaves to the rhythm of the masterBuck boom buck anotherNeighborhood disaster(drummer hit me one)A gun iz a gun izA muther *****in gunBut an organized sideKeep a sellout niga on the runWhat you gonna do to get paidStep on the rest of the hoodTill the drug raidSee you runnin like roachesBlack gangstas need track coachesThe white law set you up rawWhen you have his trust in killin usTalkin dat gattalkWalkin dat catwalkWhere you tryin to go wit datDont even go dere wit dat rapGuns drugs an moneyAll you know howSo whatcha gonna do now?Im bout ready to bounceTrouble on the corner of blunt aveAn 40 ounceMadd uncivilized lifestyles30 years bids for kids, now thats wildIm raisin my childIm steppin to da curbWit a sign do not disturbToo much dont give a *****Or a damn thingBut choose what the other man bringI sing a song cause I see wrongIm not down with the fe fi foWhere I come fromSee, the brothers aint dumbSense goes over nonsenseWhen it makes no senseIm throwin up da fenceTalkin dat drive by shitEverybody talkin dat gangsta shitTalkin dat drive by thangEverybody talkin dat gangsta swangTalkin dat gattalkWalkin dat catwalkWere you tryin to go wit datDont even go there wit dat rapGuns drugs & moneyAll you know howSo whatcha gone do now?BreakThe only good niga iz a dead nigaDats what they used to sayCant understand why a manGotta use a triggaOn his own, suppose to act grownCracka in da backWatch a brother pull a trigga on another brotherCouldnt shoot and shot a motherFour kids alone homeUngrown & now they on they ownNow check yourself coolWhat good iz da hood if ya actin a foolTalkin dat gattalk, walkin dat catwalk
