Luyện nghe bài hát So Whatcha Gone Do Now?

Talkin' dat drive by
Everybody dat gangsta shit
dat drive by thang
Everybody talking dat swang

to the rhythm of the master
Buck buck another
Neighborhood
(Drummer hit me one)

A gun iz a gun iz
A fuckin' gun
But an organized
Keep a niga on the run

What you do to get paid?
on the rest of the hood
Till the drug

See you runnin' roaches
Black need track coaches
The law set you up raw
When you have his in killin' us

Talkin' dat gattalk, dat catwalk
you tryin' to go wit dat
Don't even go wit dat rap

Guns, drugs an'
All you how
So whatcha do now?

I'm ready to bounce
on the corner of blunt ave
An 40 ounce, madd lifestyles
30 bids for kids, now that's wild

I'm raisin' my
I'm steppin' to da
Wit a do not disturb

Too much give a fuck
Or a thing
But choose the other man bring

I sing a 'cause I see wrong
I'm not with the fe fi fo
Where I come
See, the brothers dumb

Sense goes nonsense
When it makes no
I'm up da fence

dat drive by shit
Everybody talkin' dat gangsta
dat drive by thang
Everybody dat gangsta swang

Talkin' dat gattalk, walkin' dat
you tryin' to go wit dat
Don't even go wit dat rap

Guns, drugs and
All you how
So whatcha do now?

The only niga iz a dead niga
Dats they used to say

understand why a man
Gotta use a
On his own, suppose to act

Cracka in da
Watch a pull a trigga on another brother
shoot and shot a mother

Four kids home
Ungrown and now on they own
Now check yourself
What good is da hood if ya actin' a
dat gattalk, walkin' dat catwalk