The Game - Whatchuwando lyrics

[The Game] In that criminal mindstate I'm riding And with the California crime rate, n***as is dyin' Gotta get that money so I, load a clip in the 4-5 Ever since my brother died Been on a murder mission with pistols, Hollywood homicide Critics said Compton died with Eazy One hand on the Holy Qu'ran, I'ma ride for Eazy betta beleive it In the 6-4 Impala heavily weeded God as my witness Compton is alive and breathin A n***a with an attitude and Bone Thugs We ready to die, ready to ride, I stare d**h in his eyes (yeah!) Part the Red Sea with a heckler and Koch And walk though the valley of d**h with a vest and a Glock NY buried Christopher Wallace, Cali stressin for Pac In my Jam J's I bust a shot for Scot La Roc My life is real like 50's beef with Ja The A-Team got the West on lock, muthaf**as [Krayzie Bone] We the original criminals Therefore they'll be no replications No second guessing the nation Thug invasion got these s**as shaking You've been waiting and anticipating The making and the arrival of my thug congregation AKA Desperados It ain't hard to spot us either follow the trails Of the hollow shells, as well as the rotten smell of body cells How many of you n***as is ready to get down and dirty? Watch me split rounds like a 30/30, word up If you could just put on an instrumental and let a n***a run It'll be like giving me a gun cuz I'ma k** everybody Cuz you know you can't f** wit da tongue I come with the extra explicit elicit wicked Call me Mr. Sawed off'll hit ya Now take time out and pick ya sh** up (get up) Feel us, this the real n***a, the souljah feel n***a Roll in control n***as and we roll with cold k**az So you betta back up off us before we blast ya off us And if ya think we joking, you'll be laughing in a coffin..(coffin) (coffin) Original k**az (pump pump) say what you wanna do? Original k**az (pump pump) say what you wanna do?