What You Gon' Do About It

Uh...yeah...uh...uh...uh

Uh...uh, come on uh...uh

[D-Shot]

When you see young shorty bustin' through the club

Everybody straight showin' me love

I see the gangstas, they all in floss mode

A hundred thousand in the trunk, that's ghetto funk

I like to see all the homies gettin' while the gettin' is good

And bring up everybody in their hood

So uh, throw ya hood up, throw ya rollies up

Everybody throw they motherfuckin' hands up

Gangsta in gangsta mode

Smobbin' down the blok on twenty inch toes

A what ya gon' do about it

A what ya gon' do about it

[Hook: B-Legit & (The Click)]

Now to my girls with the ass fat

Swing it forth and back

And when I'm in it can ya spin it like that huh

(A what ya gon' do about it) huh

(What ya gon' do about it)

To my homies with the bank roll

Twist a fork off the X-O

And if she come would ya let her go huh

(A what ya gon' do about it) huh

What ya gon' do about it

[E-40]

Hotcakes, can you practice makin' the kid

Hold up, hear me out lil' mama let me place my bid

See I'm nifty with my shit when I spit my verses

DJ hope ya overcome the obstacles and hurdles

Reefer, broccoli, hydro, dro, smokin' canibus club

A trip to Maui, vacation Hawaiian puno pubs

Ya un-addicted when I take ya, didn't pay for the sack

For me to mack ya down by way of mouthpiece, my secret weapon

When I went to jail you often came and visit

It wasn't for no yo just some measly traffic tickets

Fried and a DUI, I don't know why they didn't count it

Posed to did a year but the jail was over-crowded

[Hook]

[B-Legit]

What's the business baby, maybe we can discuss

How ya came in with friends now ya sittin' with us

I trust for the most part ya heart ain't wicked

I'm tryin' to get with it and hit it, can we kick it

I stick it to ya good like a nail on some wood

Pimpin' say I should cause game is understood

I would ease up but what good would it do

I better off callin' a bitchin' girl than you

To tell ya the truth it's a PI charge

It don't come free when it gets this hard

I hit ya where it hurts in ya shirt and collar

Yo with ever last dollar, now holler

[Hook]