Lyrics What You Wanna Do - Gonzoe, Kausion, Ice Cube

What You Wanna Do

South Central Los Skanless
Kausion
So what you wanna doI’m all on the front line down to put in work
I fought once or twice but ain’t never did no dirt
But I aim to, with my on the mac
When it’s changing up a scrap with a fully loaded strap
But I, got to make a rack once I get the mac 10
And when I spot a rival it’s a must I do him in
I spin around the corner, fitting to get busy
I ask the big homie, who is he
The fool with the wrong color on
A said your mission is complete once he get his head blown
Off his shoulders and his neck
Now my jean and checkers are they wrecked
But they ain’t even thought about the penn yet
Niggas smelling smoke in my clothes
The dope got me hooked
Ask me where we was
Its a must I’m, pouring out spuds
For them dead mothafuckas
Now they trying to shift 25 to a killa
One more added to the troop
Instead of kicking fools I wish I would have busted you
I’m only 13 but already serving heat
On these streets
Picking off fools from the front seat
With the rhythm it takes to dance it’s too much we have to live through
So what you wanna do
What should I do should I bang with the red or should I bang with the blue
So what you wanna do
What should I do should I hang with the fake or should I hang with the true
I dubbed 16 times, y’all don’t want none
If a red aim for your lungs
Real devils don’t go to heaven
Won’t come to heaven
Cause I’mma cock back and leave seven
Lay it in your chest
Well or what’s the best
Mr.LAPD
Y’all can’t check me
Fade the rest I’mma roll with the crips
And try to keep dough when the one time
It’s 24, ain’t a joke
Homies get your Ls
Just closed
Now im in sales
Ease up, light a sack
Yeah, Bump back
Im 'bout to rob a homies house
Bent on stack
Call it what you want
Cause I don’t keep my Glock on safe
Gonna blast off if you make me
So what you wanna do
What should I do should I bang with the rizzed, or bang with blizzue
So what you wanna do
What should I do should I hang with the fake or should I hang with the true
I’m thinking fuck school
Mom’s banging at the door
Letting me now a negro better hit the floor
Here we go again
Teachers wonderin'
Where I been
With no axes slipping
I bail ten
Smelling like the stickiest shit
On the streets got joints
For a buck fifty each
Service slow
Five popping up the bungalows
Me and Cel mack flow
Creeping on all the pros
The pros from the game I spit
a virgin but I’m knowing that you love it
So wassup trick, when Gonzoe rock that spot
You on my jock
My videos your shot
So what you wanna do
What should I do should I bang with the red or should I bang with the blizzue
So what you wanna do
Homie what should I do should I hang with the fake or should I hang with the
true
So what you wanna doGrab the .22 and show these fools that you true