Lyrics:

Yawn) (hahaha) And ugh I started out dumb Sprung off a hood rat Listening to the radio Wishing that I could rap But nothing changed I was stuck in the game Cause everybody in the industry was fucking me man Listen I've got a scheme Break away do my own thing Drop some conversation Sit back and let the phone ring Niggas they wanna see me rise '97 watch me cut these motherfuckers down to size And if I catch another case Lord knows how they hate me Got a playa in the court room Please don't let them frame me I've been dealt a lot of bad cards Living as a thug Count my blessings Don't stress in this land with no love Maybe if they see me rolling Look at all this green I'm holding I guess that's why the envious Get their eye swollen Hoping the heavenly farther love a hustler Be the hardest nigga on earth to ever bust a nut My homies tell me have a heart Fuck they feelings I've been trying to make a million since we started We cold hearted Niggas in masks that'll blast at the task force Empty out my clip Time to mash They asked for it Me Makaveli I'm a motherfucker We break bread Now we thug brothers (huhuh) Niggas talk a lot of nonsense I choose to ignore A war They ain't ready for it (huhuh) [Chorus] Now what cha gonna do? when my niggas come for you (What ya gonna do) Now what cha gonna do? when my niggas come for you (What ya gonna do) Now what cha gonna do? when my niggas come for you (What ya gonna do) Now what cha gonna do? when my niggas come for you (What ya gonna do) [Verse 2: Youn