Wut Yall Gonna Do

DJ Kay Slay Drama King

A moment of silence for all those that oppose Papoose

You know what I'm sayin'

I think ya'll need a little narration from here to

there, come on

I don't Know what you niggas gonna do when Pap gets hot

Cause, man I got everything that these rappers got

But this ain't rap money, na na naw

Man, this crack money and gat and money

What ya niggas gonna do when Pap gets hot

Cause man I got every drug that your connect got

But this ain't baking soda, na na naw

Maan this is straight coca, come buy some weight

soldier

What you niggas gonna do when Pap gets hot

Cause I got every gun that the army got

These ain't little guns, na na naw, man these are

huntin' guns

You better fuckin' run

I get in drama I be poppin'

See I will pop in an hour, but I do it for my dogs

I rock with the Wielers

The way I'm in the hood gettin' all these thousands of

dollars

I think I need to start poppin' my collar

The way I'm murderin' these mixtapes man, I'm

overworkin' you jokers

I think I need to get some dirt off my shoulders, my

shit is clean though

When it come to gamblin', I'm like Robert Denerio

Not in all them dumb ass movies, but in Casino

When it come to hustlin' I'm like Al Pacino

Not when he was Scarface but when he was Carlito

Like Wesly Snipes but in only in one sense though

Sit your five dollar ass down before I make singles

At the end of the movie y'all can never be Nino

Fridays I snatch Ice Cubes like I was D-Bo

Like O'Dog when they was up in that ho crib

Yo Papoose you strapped, and you know it

Had y'all turn your turners up, I got my blinkers on

Cause this is my turn, I'm a turn it up

I'd rather be in Maybac liftin' my curtains up

Instead they got me in the hood liftin' these burners

up

Cause man I get tired of beatin' my workers up

They some uncertain fucks, gave the nigga a bomb full

of weed

Ask me did he mess up yes, he dropped he confessed

I gave the nigga a bomb full of crack, ask me did he

mess it up, yes

He said the cops chased him and dropped it by the fence

My workers keep droppin' my bombs I'm dumb vexed

This lil' nigga drop more bombs than Funk Flex

I keep my eyes on them these dudes are suspect, got now

who wants next

But tell me why your man tryna walk in them gangster

shoes

They not his size

Niggas tryna get this money, he tryna jive

Playin' with nigga's bread, they ran up behind his ride

Instead of tryna go for his gun, he tryna hide

They told the nigga don't pull off, he tryna drive

Beg for his life, no kinda of pride

Now he in a hospital, your family standin' right by his

side

Talk about him like a dog, they act like he not alive

They standin' by his bed, tellin' all kind of lies

But now he ready to give up, he kinda of tired

They talk about he passed away, I'm not suprised

Ya'll talkin' about pullin' the plug, that's why he

died

Your other man got hit too, that guy survived, but he

ain't tryna ride

He got an exit wound on his arm, two exit wounds by his

thigh

Exit wound by his side, he told me he had a bullet

stuck up in his body

Why he lie, that nigga got more exits than a Audi '95

These lil' niggas runnin' around actin' like young

bullies

But y'all lil' niggas don't think you dumb rookies

Violate them other dudes, but I'm a tough cookie

Ain't a nigga alive can tell you he punk really

I will put the gun in son hoody

But that will be statutory rape if I fuck with a young

pussy

If he had the will power to front than would he, I'd

break his will like police

I used to rock a black sherlin, used jeans, with fat

word hymns, started caps to match

With the black curve brim, I came up in the era that

crack burst in

Used to stash them jacks in my black work Timbs

Nigga head up or shut up, or scrap words then

Shit was mad worse then, but if we had word with each

other

Neither of one of us clapped murked then

I'd just tap a herb chin, cause when I set fire to

their ass

Soon as I put that work in, he runnin' to the cops

screamin' Pap burnt him

But if he keep frontin, I'll react worse then

I feel like my mind snap, I was that certain

Cause niggas let something as simple as that hurt them

Whoever around they frontin for that person

They alway got to try and get the last words in

That's why I kill niggas, make em your last words then

I watch you basketball players passin' your rocks

Watch all you football players tackle and block

Listened to you rappers talk about, stackin' your gwop

Blastin' your shots, crack on your block, flashin' your

watch

I got the key, who said the Big Apple was locked

So what y'all gonna do when Pap get hot