What You Wanna Do

Are you ready?

[Intro:]
South Central Los Skanless
So what you wanna do?
Kausion
So what you wanna do?
So what you wanna do?

[Verse 1:]
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 at two, put my flats on the MAC
When it's changing up a scrap with my motherfucking strap
But I got to make a rack once I get the MAC-10
And when I spot a rival it's a must I do him in
I spin around the corner, fitting to 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 motherfuckin' neck
Now my jean and checkers are they wrecked
But they ain't even thought about the pen yet
Niggas smelling smoke in my clothes
The dope got me hoked
Ask me where we was
Its a must I'm, pouring out spuds
For them dead motherfuckers
Now they trying to stick 25 to a nigga
One more felony added to the two
Instead of kicking fools I wish I would have bist a U
I'm only 13 but already serving heat
On these streets
Picking off fools from the front seat.

[Hook:;]
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?

[Verse 2:]
I dumped 16 times, niggas don't want none
Infrared gauge aim for your lungs
Lil' devils don't go to heaven
Won't come to heaven
Cause I'mma cock back and leave seven
Lay it in your chest
Well, what's the best, Mr. LAPD
Y'all can't check me
Fade the rest I'mma roll with the Cripz
And try to get ghost when the one time trip
It's 24, ain't a joke, homies get your L's
Just closed [?] now I'm in sales
Eased up, light a sack
Nigga, fuck that
Im 'bout to rob a homies house bent on stack
Call it what you want
Cause I don't keep my Glock on safe
Gonna smoke your ass if you make me.

[Hook:]
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?

[Verse 3:]
I'm thinking fuck school
Mom's banging at the do'
Letting me now my black ass better hit the floor
Here we go again
Teachers wonderin' where I been
With no absence slip I bail ten
Smelling like the stickiest shit
On the streets got [?] joints
For a buck fifty each
Service slow
Five popping up the bungalows
Me and Cel mack flow
Creeping on all the hoes
We be pros from the game I spit
[?] a virgin but I'm knowing that you love it
So what's up trick
When Gonzoe rock that spot
You on my jock
My video's on the Box.

[Hook:]
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?

[Hook:]
So what you wanna do? (x2)
Grab the .22 and show these fools that you true.