Luyện nghe bài hát What You Gonna Do

It's a Hell Up in Harlem fuckit day
another dollar wake up to the barking the Rottweilers
Pull the collars make em sit for the
Then I holler to Justin my son run the
for the shower fund scholarship sure to give him power
Baby momma call she him up in about an hour
Now to go free to blow with the calicos
and the it's just the way this player knows
anything goes, finally caught up my nigga Sam Sam
me up, in the tan Lex Land
Wanted down at Pan Pan's, what's your favorite dish?
He ordered eggs and grits, I had the swordfish
What is this? niggaz dressed in black
on they wrist, feathers in they hat
One me on my back, then pointed at my stack
Put my on the trigger
then I him, "Whatchu want nigga?"
Chorus: Puff
Whatchu gonna do when your turn to go
gonna do when you can't take no mo'
You gonna cry like a bitch or it nice and slow
Whatchu do when it's your turn to go
(repeat 2X)
Two: Puff Daddy
I pray to God that I'm dreamin, I know my
wouldn't take it, when the doctor said, "He make it"
Mom Dukes cryin, baby mom of grief
How she gonna tell her son his daddy is
Now she got with them bitches up the street
All because I used to creep, with her Sharese
She knows, I keep the hoes, from nation, to
On radio station, Goodfellas in rotation, uhh
why niggaz wanna twist my shit, flip my wig
Attempt to murder me Tommy Gills
Before they draw, niggaz me to the floor
Drill holes in my pocket, Sam launch the
They wanna rip my out the socket, fuckin heathens
Love to see a nigga stop
I heard a sing out, "Ain't you Sean Puffy Combs?
your eulogy, meet you at the Crossroads"
G'night

Verse Three: Daddy
Nothing but clouds and white suits fill my
Watching my life go down, Christian
Listen hear them bullets rang, and Mac millis
spraying like a hurricane in this war the terror game
And deuce can't stand the pain
Little ain't got no business in this blizzard
they just kibitz, here's five shots to visit,
Blowin bullet holes of door knockers
Three headed for my chest straight, the two
came a late, and just barely missed my face
I'm tryin to find a steady place two cars
One of us gon' wind up dead, or behind bars
Shit, I'm tryin to live, so I can raise my kid
and own the world, bone all the girlie
That's when I finally out
That's that nigga David Arthur, Sharese baby
And I didn't even bother to ask no questions
No confessions only suggestions
I think Sam set me up, cause them squeezed up
from the rear, and Sam was the only there
Then they all out in the rental, aluminum
Sam in the passenger seat, so I'm them
niggaz even get to peep
Lil' Kim and them, in the backseat, with the
Clips feelin em, to the top, shit ain't sweet
the light turns red, nuff said, that's dead
They fled, and waved, hot lead
If I duck, I'd be on my deathbed
move, for that they don't get no props
Lil' Kim and them, mad ain't bust no shots
We in the block, no Land just old posters
of gangsta niggaz I see of gangsta figures
I'm tryin to hold my own they snatched me out the car
me in the saloon and said, "Puffy, there you are"
Them same cats we chased two blocks had new
washin dishes, I guess for out like bitches
I smacked em, gave a little speech, to
Happiness, cause me and all my got hurt
That night, I said a little prayer, me and
That's when I heard the bustin,