Carl Ryder - So Whatcha Gone Do Now? lyrics

[Hook] Talkin' that drive by sh** Everybody talkin' that gangsta sh** Talkin that drive-by sh** Everybody talking that gangsta sh** Slaves to the rhythm of the master Buck boom buck, another neighborhood disaster Drummer hit me one [Verse 1] A gun is a gun is a mothaf**in' gun But an organized side Keep a sellout n***a on the run What you gonna do to get paid? Step on the rest of the hood 'til the drug raid See you runnin' like roaches Black gangstas need track coaches The white law set you up raw When you have his trust in k**in us [Pre-hook] Talkin' that gat talk, walkin' that catwalk Where you tryin' to go with that Don't even go there with that rap Guns, d**, and money, all you know how So what'cha gonna do now? [Verse 2] I'm 'bout ready to bounce Trouble on the corner of Blunt Ave and a 40 ounce Mad uncivilized lifestyles Thirty years bids for kids, now that's wild I'm raisin my child, I'm steppin' to the curb With a sign, "Do not disturb!" Too much don't give a f** or a damn thing But choose what the other man bring I sing a song cause I see wrong Ya goddamn right I'm not down with the "Fe Fi Fo" where I come from See, the brothers ain't dumb Sense goes over nonsense When it makes no sense I'm throwin' up the fence Now check yourself cool What good is the hood if ya actin' a fool? [Hook] Talkin' that drive by sh** Everybody talkin' that gangsta sh** Talkin that drive-by sh** Everybody talking that gangsta sh** [Pre-hook] Talkin' that gat talk, walkin' that catwalk Where you tryin' to go with that Don't even go there with that rap Guns, d**, and money, all you know how So what'cha gonna do now? [Verse 3] "The only good n***a is a dead n***a" That's what they used to say Can't understand why a man gotta use a trigga on his own Supposed to act grown Cracker in the back Watch a brother pull a trigga on another brother Couldn't shoot and shot a mother Four kids alone home Ungrown and now they on they own [Pre-hook] Talkin' that gat talk, walkin' that catwalk Where you tryin' to go with that Don't even go there with that rap Guns, d**, and money, all you know how So what'cha gonna do now?