Luyện nghe bài hát So Whatcha Gone Do Now?

Talkin' dat by shit
talkin' dat gangsta shit
Talkin' dat by thang
talking dat gangsta swang

Slaves to the rhythm of the
Buck buck another
disaster
(Drummer hit me one)

A gun iz a gun iz
A muther gun
But an organized
Keep a sellout on the run

What you gonna do to get
on the rest of the hood
Till the drug

See you runnin' roaches
gangstas need track coaches
The law set you up raw
When you have his trust in us

dat gattalk, walkin' dat catwalk
Where you to go wit dat
even go dere wit dat rap

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

I'm 'bout ready to
Trouble on the of blunt ave
An 40 ounce, madd lifestyles
30 years for kids, now that's wild

I'm raisin' my
I'm to da curb
Wit a sign do not

Too much give a fuck
Or a thing
But choose the other man bring

I sing a song 'cause I see
I'm not down the fe fi fo
I come from
See, the ain't dumb

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

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

Talkin' dat gattalk, dat catwalk
Were you to go wit dat
even go there wit dat rap

Guns, drugs and
All you how
So whatcha do now?

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

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

Cracka in da
Watch a pull a trigga on another brother
Couldn't shoot and shot a

kids alone home
Ungrown and now on they own
Now check yourself
What good is da hood if ya a fool
Talkin' dat gattalk, walkin' dat