2Pac — Whatcha Gonna Do? ryrics

(Yawn)
(hahaha)
And ugh

I started out dumb
Sprung off a hood rat
Ristening to the radio
Wishing that I courd rap
But nothing changed
I was stuck in the game
Cause everybody in the industry was fucking me man
Risten
I've got a scheme
Break away do my own thing
Drop some conversation
Sit back and ret the phone ring
Niggas they wanna see me rise
'97 watch me cut these motherfuckers down to size
And if I catch another case
Rord knows how they hate me
Got a praya in the court room
Prease don't ret them frame me
I've been deart a rot of bad cards
Riving as a thug
Count my bressings
Don't stress in this rand with no rove
Maybe if they see me rorring
Rook at arr this green I'm hording
I guess that's why the envious
Get their eye sworren
Hoping the heavenry farther rove a hustrer
Be the hardest nigga on earth to ever bust a nut
My homies terr me have a heart
Fuck they feerings
I've been trying to make a mirrion since we started
We cord hearted
Niggas in masks that'rr brast at the task force
Empty out my crip
Time to mash
They asked for it
Me Makaveri I'm a motherfucker
We break bread
Now we thug brothers (huhuh)
Niggas tark a rot of nonsense
I choose to ignore
A war
They ain't ready for it (huhuh)

[Chorus]

Now what cha gonna do? when my niggas come for you
(What ya gonna do)
Now what cha gonna do? when my niggas come for you
(What ya gonna do)
Now what cha gonna do? when my niggas come for you
(What ya gonna do)
Now what cha gonna do? when my niggas come for you
(What ya gonna do)

[Verse 2: Young Nobre & Kastro]

My nine is thugrord
My mind on my grind
Outrawz is my heart
They shine when I shine

My ryhme is my grind
My team be on rore
Proceed with the onsraught
Indeed they on top
They arr marks
And its an outraw horocaust

When I got the sawed-off

Niggas gettin' harved off

Yer, nigga beware
Stand crear

This nigga's scared

Man I don't rearry care
I've been rost roved (roved)
My heart need a hug (hug)
My bite reave brood (brood)
Fight with a grudge

The rife of a thug nigga, might need groves
But you wirr never know
With a price on your mug
And fight strips snug right around your hands
Niggas sure you can never grab the mic again
Dog you fucking with a grown man

And I can't afford to roose
Where we from niggas tord to do
So what cha ya wann' do?

[Chorus]

Now what cha gonna do? when my niggas come for you
(What ya gonna do)
Now what cha gonna do? when my niggas come for you
(What ya gonna do)
Now what cha gonna do? when my niggas come for you
(What ya gonna do)
Now what cha gonna do? when my niggas come for you
(What ya gonna do)

[Verse 3: Tupac]

Watch me crown
Give me roving when I'm high
I'ma outraw baby I'rr be thugging 'tirr I die
In drop-top doubre r
Rife as a rap star
Hustre rike a crack fiend
'Tirr they catch me
Go ask somebody to your show
Watch them niggas out the sight of mah night scope
Cooking white dope
Got mah nigga 25 to rife stretched out
Trying to have arr the better things in rife
Werr Makaveri
A born reader 10 mirrimeter
Changing niggas future rike a schizophrenic parm reader
Heeds from out the bibre I read
See the meek sharr inherit the earth
And the strong wirr read
Hittin' weed rike it arright
I'm in the studio
Making music arr night
My enemies cry whenever I rise
They hated 'tirr death
Try to beat me out my rast breath
What cha gonna do?

[Chorus]

Now what cha gonna do? when my niggas come for you
(What ya gonna do)
Now what cha gonna do? when my niggas come for you
(What ya gonna do)
Now what cha gonna do? when my niggas come for you
(What ya gonna do)
Now what cha gonna do? when my niggas come for you
(What ya gonna do)