(feat. A3, Jay Rock)
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[2Pac:]
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Tell me what the fuck am I suppose to do
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Now what's next
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Tell me what the fuck am I suppose to do
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Now what's next
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Caught up in the middle
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My life's a riddle
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Don't let it get ya
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I wanna be legal
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But it's this hustle that get me richer
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One love to my peoples makin' money
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I can see you bubblin'
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Avoid all trouble
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Beware of devils continue strugglin'
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Nothin's impossible if there's a will there's a way
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So get your mind on official business
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You can be great
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And it's been this way from the cradle to the grave
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So get paid
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My niggaz do this every fuckin' day
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We parlay
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Through politics and conversation
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This information to my thug niggaz in the congregation
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Watch and bare witness to the pleasures of participation
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Separation is self destruction
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What's needed is unification
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Cause the world ain't hardly scared
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If not prepared
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Be sure to be bummy and be no longer there
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But no one cares it's there to share
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All we get is stares
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Because of fear we'll evaporate
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Say your prayers
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And what's next
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[Chorus x2:]
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Hard livin' got me goin' insane
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But I'm addicted to the hustle I'm trapped in the game
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Whatz next
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I'm goin' crazy
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Tell me tell me what the fuck am I suppose to do
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Whatz next
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[A3:]
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(Aye its on A3)
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Makaveli tried to warn us
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But niggaz ain't listen to Pac
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Naw (listen listen) nigga really listen to Pac
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Shit yean got it yet (no)
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Then you won't get it
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Might as well measure 'em up
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And have his ass fitted
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Why
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Caught slippin' dog trippin' didn't soak game
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Got his wig split like dem shutters on the airplane
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Never will change niggaz wit' no name no shame
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Might open ya head foe mess broke change
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I stay posted like a flag (flag)
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Starin' thru my rear view ballin' in a jag (jag)
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Bounce wit me Cali body rock down in H-Town
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We gon' put these artificial bustas in they place now
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Time foe a change
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Real niggaz rollin' wit' me
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Money makin' swift decision we controllin' the streets
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Side track by the broads and the frauds
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Ain't it strange
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It's the reason so many niggaz get scarred in the game
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Whatz next
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[Chorus x2]
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[Jay Rock:]
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That money gotta make it
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What I gotta do to make it
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Do I really gotta take it
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Put this mack up to you face it
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Doin' what we gotta do to survive
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Just ask Kweli doin' what we do to get by
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Some niggaz stick to the crime
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Pitchin' nickel and dimes
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What the fuck we s'pose to do
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Who gon' give us a job
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So I tried and tried
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Tried to get out the grind
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But the block kept on callin' me back
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Fiends kept on callin' for crack
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So I supply 'em wit' that
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Gave 'em a reasonable fee
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Nigga don't blame it on me
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Shit just look where I'm at
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Niggaz in gardens
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LAPD is the target
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Niggaz is heartless hustle regardless
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Look that dope spot use to be an apartment
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But now it's just a place to hide the guns in the closet
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Watch ya step shift the grams under the carpet
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We just tryin' hard not to see that coffin
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Whatz next
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[Chorus x2]
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Whatz Next
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| 2Pac |
