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[Chorus: Mr. Shadow]Now what am I to doHoes want to do me, foes want to do me inNow what am I to doOn the streets with the war, and shit you ain't knownNow what am I to doI keep breaking the laws, stay rugged and raw uhhNow what am I to doIf I come to jack him then I'm gonna jack you too[Mr. Shadow]What am I to do uhh check it outThis is for my riders who be moving thingsOut of state with a full crate doing it big, fooling the pigsWho's in the mix and who's notYou can tell by the way a fool talks and walksAround the clock, it's never to late to clockThe longer you stay on the block, the bigger the knotWe plot schemes that turn dreams into real lifeHandle our business and do the shit rightNow what am I to do, yeahThe streets are loyal so I gotta stay truePaid dues and the game will pay you, that's realDon't try to act sick, you'll sit down for your last mealThe battle field is made out for real soldiersLetras de cancionesBald motherfuckers with stripes on they shouldersNothing can hold us now, we full throttleMoney talks, bullshit walks, that's the motto[Chorus]Kickin' up dust, we kickin' up dirtYour picking up ounces, we pickin' up birdsUnder no circumstance do anything pietyWhy risk your ass trying to cop a quick twentyEvery motherfucker I work with is majorNobody menos, nobody can break usMove makers, from Diego to VegasReal players with the name you can't blame usHaters can't stand the next man doing betterFirst you gotta master the skill to make cheddarFaster than the average when it comes to stacking cabbageIt ain't a hobby motherfucker it's a habitI have it in my blood (what) to taste luteAnd take fruit to the cranium harder than titaniumIt's like a stadium we all play in itSome of you lose and most of us come out winnin'[Chorus]If you all about banging, making others hate youThey hate you cause you doing it right, plain and simpleSicko ass fools with tattoos, on the free wayIn Sunny Southern Cali, CA is where we playGangs, ten steps ahead of these lamesShipping out full crates from the state where it never rainsDon't complain or take two to the brainI'll drag your body like the foot drags a ball on the chainYou 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 groundYou ain't safe or sound when I'm aroundNow everybody listen, stop, lookLie straight or get booked by this Southside crookYeah, I leave em shooked in the state of shockDon't get caught on my block with no strap and your pants drop[Chorus]Now what am I to doNow what am I to doNow what am I to doNow what am I to do, to do, to do, to do From Letras Mania