2Pac: What'cha gonna do

(featuring Kastro & Young Noble)Hell yeah(hahaha)And ugh[Verse 1: 2Pac]I started out dumb sprung off a hood ratListening to the radio wishing that I could rapBut nothing changed I was stuck in the gameCause everybody in the industry was fucking me manListenI've got a scheme break away do my own thingDrop some conversation sit back and let the phone ringNiggas they wanna see me rise'97 watch me cut these motherfuckers down to sizeAnd if I catch another case lord knows how they hate meGot a playa in the court room please don't let them frame meI've been dealt a lot of bad cards living as a thugCount my blessings don't stress in this land with no loveMaybe if they see me rolling look at all this green I'm holdingI guess that's why the envious get their eye swollenHoping the heavenly farther love a hustlerBe the hardest nigga on earth to ever bust a nutMy homies tell me have a heart fuck they feelingsI've been trying to make a million since we startedWe cold hearted niggas in masks that'll blast at the task forceEmpty out my clip time to mash they asked for itMe Makaveli I'm a motherfuckerWe break bread now we thug brothers (huhuh)Niggas talk a lot of nonsense I choose to ignoreA 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 Noble & Kastro]My nine is thuglordMy mind on my grindOutlawz is my heartThey shine when I shineMy ryhme is my grindMy team be on roleProceed with the onslaughtIndeed they on topThey all marksAnd its an outlaw holocaustWhen I got the sawed-offNiggas gettin' halved offYer, nigga bewareStand clearThis nigga's scaredMan I don't really careI've been lost loved (loved)My heart need a hug (hug)My bite leave blood (blood)Fight with a grudgeThe life of a thug nigga, might need glovesBut you will never knowWith a price on your mugAnd fight strips snug right around your handsNiggas sure you can never grab the mic againDog you fucking with a grown manAnd I can't afford to looseWhere we from niggas told to doSo 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: 2Pac]Watch me clown give me loving when I'm highI'ma outlaw baby I'll be thugging 'till I dieIn drop-top double-R Life as a rap starHustle like a crack fiend 'till they catch meGo ask somebody to your showWatch them niggas out the sight of my night scopeCooking white dope Got mah nigga 25 to life stretched outTrying to have all the better things in lifeWell Makaveli A born leader 10 millimeterChanging niggas future like a schizophrenic palm readerHeeds from out the bible I readSee the meek shall inherit the earthAnd the strong will leadHittin' weed like it alrightI'm in the studio making music all nightMy enemies cry whenever I rise they hated 'til deathTry to beat me out my last breathWhat 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