What You Wanna Do?

Are you ready?

South Central, Los Skanless

So what you wanna do?

Kausion

So what you wanna do?

So what you wanna do?

I'm all on the front line, down to put in work

I thumped once or twice but ain't never did no dirt

But I’m amped to put my flats on the MAC

With exchange of a scrap for a mothafuckin' strap

But I got to make a vow once I get the MAC-10

Now once I spot a rival, it's a must I do him in

I spin around the corner, finna get busy

I ask the big homie: Who is he?

The fool with the wrong color on, standin' by the Brougham

Said: Your mission is complete

Once he get his head blown off his mothafuckin' neck

Now the chin check 'cause I done wrecked

But they ain't even thought about the pen yet

You could smell the smoke in my clothes

The dope got me buzzed, askin' where we was

Is the fuzz, I'm pourin' out these suds

For them dead motherfuckers

Now they tryin' to stick 25 to a nigga

One more felony added to the two

Instead of killin' fools I wish I woulda bust at you

I'm only 13 but already servin' heat on these streets

Deletin' mothafuckas from the front seat

With the rhythm it takes to dance

To what we have to live through

So what you wanna do?

What should I do?

Should I bang with the red or should I bang with the blue?

With the rhythm it takes to dance

To what we have to live through

So what you wanna do?

What should I do?

Should I hang with the fake or should I hang with the true?

I dumped 16 times, niggas don't want none

Infrared gauge aimed for your lungs

Lil' devils don't go to Heaven, won't come to Heaven

'Cause I'ma cock back and leave seven

Layin' in your chest, where was the vest

Mr. LAPD? Y'all can't check me

Fade the rest, I'ma roll with the Crips

And try to get ghost when the one-times trip

It's 24, ain't a joke, homies get your L's

Just closed Lakeside, now I'm in a cell

Eased up, light a sack—nigga, fuck that!

I'd rather ride 100 Spokes, bent off 'gnac

You call it what you want

'Cause I don't keep my Glock on safety

Gonna smoke yo' ass if you make me

With the rhythm it takes to dance

To what we have to live through

So what you wanna do?

What should I do?

Should I bang with the r-izz-ed, or bang with bl-izz-ue?

With the rhythm it takes to dance

To what we have to live through

So what you wanna do?

What should I do?

Should I hang with the fake or should I hang with the true?

I'm thinkin' fuck school, Mom's bangin' at the do'

Lettin' me know my black ass best hit the flo'

Here we go again, teachers wonderin' where I been

With no absence slip when I bails in

Smellin' like the stickiest shit on the streets

Got stress joints for a buck fifty each

Service slow, five poppin' up the bungalows

Me and Cel mack flow, Crippin' on all the hoes

Leave 'em froze from the game I spit

Hollerin' you's a virgin, but I'm knowin', bitch, you love dick

So what's up, trick? When Gonzoe rock that spot

You on my jock, my video's on the Box

With the rhythm it takes to dance

To what we have to live through

So what you wanna do?

What should I do? Should I bang with the red

Or should I bang with the bl-izz-ue?

With the rhythm it takes to dance

To what we have to live through

So what you wanna do?

Homie, what should I do?

Should I hang with the fake or should I hang with the true?

With the rhythm it takes to dance

To what we have to live through

So what you wanna do?

With the rhythm it takes to dance

To what we have to live through

So what you wanna do?

With the rhythm it takes to dance

To what we have to live through

So what you wanna do?

Grab the. 22 and show these fools that you true