Luyện nghe bài hát So Whatcha Gone Do Now?

Talkin' dat by shit
Everybody dat gangsta shit
Talkin' dat drive by
Everybody talking dat gangsta

to the rhythm of the master
Buck boom another
disaster
(Drummer hit me one)

A gun iz a gun iz
A fuckin' gun
But an side
Keep a sellout on the run

What you do to get paid?
Step on the of the hood
Till the drug

See you like roaches
Black need track coaches
The law set you up raw
When you his trust in killin' us

dat gattalk, walkin' dat catwalk
Where you to go wit dat
Don't even go wit dat rap

Guns, an' money
All you how
So whatcha do now?

I'm 'bout ready to
on the corner of blunt ave
An 40 ounce, madd uncivilized
30 years bids for kids, now that's

I'm my child
I'm steppin' to da
Wit a sign do not

Too much don't a fuck
Or a thing
But choose what the man bring

I a song 'cause I see wrong
I'm not down the fe fi fo
Where I from
See, the brothers dumb

Sense over nonsense
When it makes no
I'm throwin' up da

dat drive by shit
Everybody dat gangsta shit
Talkin' dat drive by
Everybody talkin' dat gangsta

Talkin' dat gattalk, walkin' dat
Were you to go wit dat
Don't go there wit dat rap

Guns, drugs and
All you how
So whatcha gone do

The good niga iz a dead niga
what they used to say

Can't why a man
use a trigga
On his own, to act grown

in da back
Watch a brother pull a on another brother
shoot and shot a mother

Four kids alone
and now they on they own
Now yourself cool
What good is da hood if ya actin' a
dat gattalk, walkin' dat catwalk