Luyện nghe bài hát Whatz Next

Tell me the fuck am I suppose to do
Now what's
me what the fuck am I suppose to do
Now next

Caught up in the
My a riddle
let it get ya
I wanna be
But it's this hustle that get me
One love to my makin' money
I can see you
all trouble
Beware of devils continue
Nothin's impossible if there's a will a way
So get mind on official business
You can be
And it's this way from the cradle to the grave
So get
My niggaz do this fuckin' day
We
politics and conversation
This to my thug niggaz in the congregation
Watch and bare to the pleasures of participation
Separation is destruction
needed is unification
Cause the ain't hardly scared
If not
Be sure to be bummy and be no there
But no one cares it's to share
All we get is
Because of fear we'll
Say prayers

And next

[Chorus
Hard livin' got me goin'
But I'm addicted to the hustle I'm trapped in the
Whatz
I'm goin'
Tell me tell me what the fuck am I to do
next

(Aye its on A3)
Makaveli tried to us
But niggaz listen to Pac
Naw (listen listen) nigga listen to Pac
Shit got it yet (no)
you won't get it
Might as measure 'em up
And his ass fitted
Why
Caught slippin' dog trippin' didn't soak
Got his wig split like dem on the airplane
Never will change niggaz wit' no name no
Might open ya head foe broke change
I stay like a flag (flag)
Starin' thru my view ballin' in a jag (jag)
wit me Cali body rock down in H-Town
We gon' put these bustas in they place now
Time foe a
niggaz rollin' wit' me
Money swift decision we controllin' the streets
Side track by the broads and the
Ain't it
It's the reason so many niggaz get scarred in the

Whatz

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[Jay
That gotta make it
I gotta do to make it
Do I really gotta it
Put mack up to you face it
Doin' we gotta do to survive
Just ask doin' what we do to get by
niggaz stick to the crime
Pitchin' nickel and
the fuck we s'pose to do
Who gon' us a job
So I and tried
to get out the grind
But the block on callin' me back
Fiends kept on for crack
So I supply 'em that
'em a reasonable fee
Nigga don't it on me
Shit look where I'm at
in gardens
LAPD is the
Niggaz is hustle regardless
Look that spot use to be an apartment
But now just a place to hide the guns in the closet
ya step shift the grams under the carpet
We just tryin' not to see that coffin

Whatz

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