Buck 50 - What U Gonna Do lyrics

[Sheldon Ingram] These pictures were taken at the hospital. His eye is swollen shut...and so is the side of his jaw. Pieces of his hair were ripped out and scratches are on his face [Jordan Miles] The beating was so bad I thought I was gonna die [Intro: Gift Money] Yeah...it's a protect own policy, know what I'm saying What up J Miles...we got you man Must protect your own at all means necessary That's what they would do You gotta dig that...know what I'm saying Aye [Hook: Gift Money] When it goes down what you gone do Turn the other cheek or ride for your crew Stand for nothing and you fall for anything I'm down to ride how about you What you gone do [Verse 1: Gift Money] I heard the other night, a situation went down and it wasn't right He damn near lost his life A model citizen, good grades, from the hood Police stopped him, about what, about some d** Now see the problem was, there was no d** there No gun, just bruises, no d** there Who gone police the police for what they done He had hair missing, oh you see the pictures son Where's the justice...3 officers with 3 guns against a young man Who didn't even have one Charge with a crime yet, when he was a victim of brutality and digress Of pigs who be spineless Where the church, where the thugs, where the congress The community, we all tryna progress Stand for nothing you fall for anythang We do nothing, who can we blame [Hook] [Verse 2: Jasiri X] I am Jordan Miles, police are more than foul Why ya'll wanna k** our babies like an aborted child Then come to the court and smile, cause they know before the trial They made up some stories how them black men was surely wild Plenty police brutality, prize but they ignore the foul Let a brother have one misdemeanor what them report us how Military state, they trained in new world order style Armored tanks locking the boarders down for a quarter mile To the lord I vow, had over my aorta I'll stand for our son and daughters proud cause we need warriors now I am Oscar Grant, no love for cops that can't Tell between a gun and a taser before they shot his back What kinda crock is that, how long will we watch and act Like our people ain't getting beat down...this ain't no boxing match Holla at OneHood...we organized, fortified Later for all them wannabe gangstas scared to reportalize [Hook] [Verse 3: Prototype] So we sober and the lights flash And we pull over to the shoulder Are you holding, I'm like no sir Ayo be easy...I got a thousand stories, real talk, peep this Ayo, police on the heat seek Want me on route to the precinct As I walk through the park, they hop out Of the car, on the hunt and it's unmarked With the heat in they palm too And they scream out yo freeze, who you In the night though, with they riffle On the other end with Decyple, with no ice on, but I'm too cool What's the problem officer Yeah we looking for a villain...and you fit the description In your all black, with your goatee and your melanin Is you trippin' If you move, I'm uh tase you What's ya game and ya name and ya angle Where the d** at...are you buzzed What's ya hobby...and do you like hockey What's that got to do with me...I'm uh need me the NAAC... P-R...T-O...T-Y to the P-E And they greasy...be easy [Hook] [Outro: Geisha] Bail bonds is at an all time high Blunt sales is through the roof Rappers making millions off of liquor sales, 40 to 80 proof But what you gone do Smoke a blunt, drink them brews Well we as a people's getting restless Warrior cries screaming for justice Leagues of our own can't get equal support like it's just us Can't get equal support like it's just us