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Mr. Shadow - Текст песни What Am I to Do
[Chorus: Mr. Shadow]
 Now what am I to do
 Hoes wanna do me, foes wanna do me in
 Now what am I to do
 On the streets with the war, and shit you ain't known
 Now what am I to do
 I keep breaking the laws, stay rugged and raw uhh
 Now what am I to do
 If I come to jack him then I'm gonna jack you too
 [Mr. Shadow]
 What am I to do uhh check it out
 This is for my riders who be moving things
 Out of state with a full crate doing it big, fooling the pigs
 Who's in the mix and who's not
 You can tell by the way a fool talks and walks
 Around the clock, it's never to late to clock
 The longer you stay on the block, the bigger the knot
 We plot schemes that turn dreams into real life
 Handle our business and do the shit right
 Now what am I to do, yeah
 The streets are loyal so I gotta stay true
 Paid dues and the game will pay you, that's real
 Don't try to act sick, you'll sit down for your last meal
 The battle field is made out for real soldiers
 Bald motherfuckers with stripes on they shoulders
 Nothing can hold us now, we full throttle
 Money talks, bullshit walks, that's the motto
[Chorus]
 Kickin' up dust, we kickin' up dirt
 Your picking up ounces, we pickin' up birds
 Under no circumstance do anything piety
 Why risk your ass trying to cop a quick twenty
 Every motherfucker I work with is major
 Nobody menos, nobody can break usMr. Shadow - What Am I to Do - http://ru.motolyrics.com/mr-shadow/what-am-i-to-do-lyrics.html
 Move makers, from Diego to Vegas
Real players with the name you can't blame us
 Haters can't stand the next man doing better
 First you gotta master the skill to make cheddar
 Faster than the average when it comes to stacking cabbage
 It ain't a hobby motherfucker it's a habit
 I have it in my blood (what) to taste lute
 And take fruit to the cranium harder than titanium
 It's like a stadium we all play in it
 Some of you lose and most of us come out winnin'
[Chorus]
 If you all about banging, making others hate you
 They hate you cause you doing it right, plain and simple
 Sicko ass fools with tattoos, on the free way
 In Sunny Southern Cali, CA is where we play
 Gangs, ten steps ahead of these lames
 Shipping out full crates from the state where it never rains
 Don't complain or take two to the brain
 I'll drag your body like the foot drags a ball on the chain
 You say nothin' when they ask you somethin'
 You get the run in or get done in when I'm dumpin'
 13 rounds that's the sound, then you hit the ground
 You ain't safe or sound when I'm around
 Now everybody listen, stop, look
 Lie straight or get booked by this Southside crook
 Yeah, I leave em shooked in the state of shock
 Don't get caught on my block with no strap and your pants drop
[Chorus]
 Now what am I to do
 Now what am I to do
 Now what am I to do
 Now what am I to do, to do, to do, to do












