What Da Fuck

[Frukwan] Check it... yo.. Instead of beat a brother's head off for half the rent Half percent, brothers need to all get bent Whips and gold to hold to a master flow Rollin' with the G.O., these deeds for Castro Competition far from close, rip and roast Flip ducks on the skillet, feel it? 1-0-5th, the hood, only if the weed was good Roll it up, make it last like I'm puffin' the past Gaze beyond, where I'm from, brothers don't bargain Gods on the grid like Murtogh's and Riggs If you don't give a fuck, then you know what's up Cock D.O.D's, with or without the nuts Steady riot, heavy flow, East crush a ghetto delux Muthafucker, what? Bum rush ya Codeine ice breath, flexin' my biceps Fuck with me, put your ass forever to sleep Yo.. [Chorus: Frukwan] What da fuck is wrong with you? What da fuck you gonna do? What da fuck is wrong with you? I'll bust your ass and cap your crew [Frukwan] Ssssss.. Yo, blind fury, whatever the force, I'll shake it off Evidence I weight, ghetto cap backs and broth Grew up, a teaspoon, overdose off jams Hot watch, plenty of beats, shots of miligrams Stone roller, head up, a shot release Stay gritty, Black Lordz runnin' the whole city B-Ball and rampage when I rip the stage Part the Red Sea with a pump and a gauge Niggas wanna tailgate, then chase the bait Black spider, drop brothers like a low rider Lashin' my whip, watch brothers abandon ship What the fuck's so new, about the shit I do? Chargin' cats to breeze, palm M.C.'s Catch you with mines, niggas doin' serious time Pick up from where I left and cross the globe Represent E.N.Y., until I die... what?! [Chorus] [Frukwan] Yo, I spit the live shit, divide the jewels Rave reviews, the nuts on my prosecute [Lady Tigra] Midwest be the place where I rest No time for the stress, yeah I get sit on with the best Talk shit, nigga, I hit's the chest Yeah, I smoke Philly blunts, nigga, with the best, what? Hard hittin', cigar splittin', now I'm driftin' Hustle just for days, new ways to get paid Them niggas on the blunt, serve weight Turnin' bricks, nigga, into cash in a day Check it -- one man suicide, another man's brief If you bow down, nigga, you will self defeat Talk is cheap, nigga, show the actions that you speak I know the game plan to a T, street choke Niggas can't survive on these streets You can feel the words that I say through this beat This hip hop music be the code for the streets My Chi-Town niggas represent for the streets, what? [Chorus 2X]