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    "What Am I To Do" Lyrics

    Mr. Shadow

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    [Chorus: Mr. Shadow]
    Now what am I to do
    Hoes want to do me, foes want to do me in
    Now what am I to do
    On the streets with the war, and shit you ain't known
    Now what am I to do
    I keep breaking the laws, stay rugged and raw uhh
    Now what am I to do
    If I come to jack him then I'm gonna jack you too

    [Mr. Shadow]
    What am I to do uhh check it out

    This is for my riders who be moving things
    Out of state with a full crate doing it big, fooling the pigs
    Who's in the mix and who's not
    You can tell by the way a fool talks and walks
    Around the clock, it's never to late to clock
    The longer you stay on the block, the bigger the knot
    We plot schemes that turn dreams into real life
    Handle our business and do the shit right
    Now what am I to do, yeah
    The streets are loyal so I gotta stay true
    Paid dues and the game will pay you, that's real
    Don't try to act sick, you'll sit down for your last meal
    The battle field is made out for real soldiers
    Bald motherfuckers with stripes on they shoulders
    Nothing can hold us now, we full throttle
    Money talks, bullshit walks, that's the motto


    Kickin' up dust, we kickin' up dirt
    Your picking up ounces, we pickin' up birds
    Under no circumstance do anything piety
    Why risk your ass trying to cop a quick twenty
    Every motherfucker I work with is major
    Nobody menos, nobody can break us
    Move makers, from Diego to Vegas
    Real players with the name you can't blame us
    Haters can't stand the next man doing better
    First you gotta master the skill to make cheddar
    Faster than the average when it comes to stacking cabbage
    It ain't a hobby motherfucker it's a habit
    I have it in my blood (what) to taste lute
    And take fruit to the cranium harder than titanium
    It's like a stadium we all play in it
    Some of you lose and most of us come out winnin'


    If you all about banging, making others hate you
    They hate you cause you doing it right, plain and simple
    Sicko ass fools with tattoos, on the free way
    In Sunny Southern Cali, CA is where we play
    Gangs, ten steps ahead of these lames
    Shipping out full crates from the state where it never rains
    Don't complain or take two to the brain
    I'll drag your body like the foot drags a ball on the chain
    You say nothin' when they ask you somethin'
    You get the run in or get done in when I'm dumpin'
    13 rounds that's the sound, then you hit the ground
    You ain't safe or sound when I'm around
    Now everybody listen, stop, look
    Lie straight or get booked by this Southside crook
    Yeah, I leave em shooked in the state of shock
    Don't get caught on my block with no strap and your pants drop


    Now what am I to do
    Now what am I to do
    Now what am I to do
    Now what am I to do, to do, to do, to do
    This song was submitted on November 29th, 2013 and last modified on November 23rd, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © GLADYS MUSIC.
    Written by George Weiss, Hugo Peretti, Luigi Creatore.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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