Turk - What Would You Do lyrics

(Turk (verse 1)) Met this b**h named Kitty - around-the-way b**h A nasty hoe that every n***a done hit But it's cool, though I'm in it to use the hoe To hook me up with her brother - get the dope and the coke You know (uh-huh), brother-in-law-type sh** Get cool with the n***a then you know I'm all in Now he breakin' me off, then put me on my feet But I got this funny feelin' that the n***a playin' me Ten ounces a week - all the sh** at my house I'ma play it like he playin' - know what I'm talkin' about? I ain't givin' him sh** - my n***a, do somethin' Heard he was a hoe, so he ain't gon' do nothin' Kitty say I'm down bad, so I smacked the b**h She ran upstairs and got on the phone quick And called her brother, and now he pissed off What would you do? What would you do, dog? (Turk (verse 2)) n***a done plotted Broke in my crib tryin' to get me - I'm in the closet Hopin' and prayin' that they don't find me I got a thirty-eight with only two bullets in it Two n***as - What I'ma do? I gotta think quickly Should I run and try to get away? Should I stay? Try to shoot both of 'em in the head or the legs? Man, I'm all f**ked up, stuck like chuck, dog And these n***as really tryin' to bust me up, dog I swear, if I live through this Her brother and his boy gon' get k**ed for this And I put that on everything - you can believe that Gon' get all of these bullets - they gotta bleed for that Playin' with me? Uh-uh, I ain't havin' it On the for rizneal, I ain't havin' it Stupid b**hes ain't even check the closet I'ma start ridin' What would you do? (Turk (verse 3)) Let my mommy and my brother see the car for the day Not thinkin' these n***as gon' run up with the K Lookin' for me - talkin' 'bout I owe them somethin' Now if they want to, they could whack moms and my brother In broad daylight - these n***as playin' it raw Handlin' my folks with the gun in the car On that dope, so you know that they don't give a f**k Make one false move, and you know you're stuck My people scared as hell all because of me All of these n***as for the last past week And they tired of waitin', and they wan' do somethin' Either they get they n's or they gon' shoot somethin' I gotta do somethin' real real fast Before it's too late, and I hear that gun blast Can't happen like that What would you do? What would you do if that happened to you?