Whatcha Gonna Do

Hell yeah (2Pac yawning) Hahaha [Verse 1: 2Pac] And uh, I started out dumb, sprung of a hood-rats Listening to the radio, wishing that I could rap But nothing changed, I was stuck in the game Cause everybody in the industry was fucking me, man Listen, I got a scheme, break away, do my own thang Drop some conversation, sit back and let the phone ring Niggas ain't wanna see me rise 97 watch me cut these motherfuckers down to size And if I catch another case, Lord knows how they hate me Got a player in the court room, please don't let 'em frame me I've been dealt a lot of bad cards living as a thug Count my blessings and don't stress in this land with no love Maybe they seen me rolling, look at all this green I'm holding I guess this ridah envious and get they eyes swollen Hoping the heavenly father love a hustler Meet the hardest nigga on the Earth to ever bust a nut My homies tell me, "Have a heart" — fuck they feelings I've been trying to make a million since we started, we cold hearted Niggas in masks that'll blast at the task force Empty out my clip, time to mash, they asked for it Me, Makaveli, I'm a motherfucker We break bread, now we thug brothers, haha Niggas talk a lot of non-shit I choose to ignore it A war? They ain't ready for it haha [Hook] Whatcha gonna do when my niggas come for you (What y'all gonna do?) (Repeat x4) [Verse 2: Young Noble & Kastro] My nine is Thug lord, my mind on my grind Outlawz is my heart, they shine when I shine My rhyme is my grind, my team be on role Proceed with the onslaught, indeed they all talk They all marks and it's an Outlaw holocaust When I got the sawed-off niggas getting hauled off Yeah, nigga beware, stand clear This nigga's scared, man, I don't really care I've been lost love, my heart need a hug My bite need blood, I fight with a grudge The life of a thug nigga might need gloves But you'll never know with a price on your mug Them fight strips snug right around your hands Making sure you can never grab the mic again Dog, you fucking with a grown man and I can't afford to lose Where we from niggas torture dudes So whatcha wan' do? [Hook] [Verse 3: 2Pac] Haha, watch me clown, give me loving when I'm high I'm a outlaw baby, I'll be thugging till I die In my drop-top double-R, life as a rap star Hustle like a crack fiend till they catch me Go ask somebody to your show Watchin niggas out of sight in my night scope Cooking white dope got my nigga 25-to-life stressed out Trying to have all the better things in life While Makaveli — a born leader, 10 millimeter Change a nigga's future like a schizophrenic palm reader Heed, from out the Bible I read See the meek shall inherit the Earth And the strong will lead Hitting weed like it's alright I'm in the studio making music all night My enemies cry whenever I rise, they hated till the death Trying to beat me out my last breath Whatcha gonna do? [Hook x2]