Luyện nghe bài hát What You Gonna Do

It's a Hell Up in fuckit another day
another dollar wake up to the barking from the
Pull the make em sit for the Godfather
Then I holler to Justin my son run the
for the trust fund scholarship sure to give him power
Baby momma call she him up in about an hour
Now to go free to blow with the calicos
and the it's just the way this player knows
goes, finally caught up with my nigga Sam Sam
Picked me up, in the tan Lex
Wanted breakfast down at Pan Pan's, what's your dish?
He ordered cheese eggs and grits, I had the
What is this? Three dressed in black
Roleys on they wrist, feathers in hat
One me on my back, then pointed at my stack
Put my on the trigger
I asked him, "Whatchu want nigga?"
Chorus: Daddy
Whatchu gonna do when it's turn to go
Whatchu gonna do when you take no mo'
You gonna cry like a bitch or it nice and slow
Whatchu gonna do when it's your to go
(repeat 2X)
Two: Puff Daddy
I pray to God that I'm dreamin, I know my
wouldn't take it, when the doctor said, "He make it"
Mom cryin, baby mom full of grief
How she tell her son his daddy is deceased?
Now she got beef them bitches up the street
All because I used to creep, with her girlfriend
She knows, I keep the hoes, nation, to nation
On every station, Goodfellas in rotation, uhh
That's why niggaz twist my shit, flip my wig
Attempt to murder me Tommy Gills
Before they draw, threw me to the floor
holes in my pocket, Sam launch the rocket
They wanna rip my out the socket, fuckin heathens
Love to see a nigga breathin
I heard a sing out, "Ain't you Sean Puffy Combs?
Here's eulogy, meet you at the Crossroads"
G'night

Verse Puff Daddy
Nothing but and white suits fill my vision
Watching my life go down, like
Listen hear bullets rang, shotguns and Mac millis
spraying like a hurricane in war called the terror game
And deuces can't stand the pain
Little guns ain't got no business in blizzard
just kibitz, here's five shots to visit, blaka
Blowin holes sizes of door knockers
Three headed for my chest straight, the two
came a little late, and barely missed my face
I'm tryin to find a steady place between two
One of us gon' either wind up dead, or bars
Shit, I'm just to live, so I can raise my kid
and own the world, all the girlie girls
That's when I finally out
That's that nigga Arthur, Sharese baby father
And I didn't even bother to ask no further
No confessions only suggestions
I Sam set me up, cause them bullets squeezed up
from the rear, and Sam was the only nigga
they all peeled out in the rental, aluminum
Sam in the passenger seat, so I'm assumin
didn't even get to peep
Lil' Kim and them, in the backseat, the heat
Clips they feelin em, to the top, shit sweet
the light turns red, nuff said, that's dead
They fled, and waved, hot lead
If I ain't duck, I'd be on my
Sucker move, for they don't get no props
Lil' Kim and them, mad they ain't bust no
We in the block, no posters just old posters
of gangsta niggaz I see ghosts of gangsta
I'm tryin to hold my own they snatched me out the car
Took me in the saloon and said, "Puffy, you are"
same cats we chased two blocks had new spots
washin dishes, I guess for out like bitches
I smacked em, gave a little speech, to
Happiness, me and all my peeps got hurt
night, I said a little prayer, me and Justin
That's when I the bustin, yeah