What U Gonna Do Lyrics

C-murder - What U Gonna Do Lyrics

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What U Gonna Do Lyrics

[C-Murder talking]

Now what chu' niggas really gonna do if we come for you

Huh, what chu' really gonna do niggas

It's real out here



[Ms. Peaches talking]

Who's that sayin' they want to test C-Murder man

Say, you don't know, he's original thug boy

And he's a murderer



[Hook: Ms. Peaches]

What chu' gonna do when we come for you

Cause ya niggas don't f**k with TRU

Now we gotta play it raw my nigga

F**k the law my nigga, it's on my nigga

What chu' gonna do when we come for you

Cause ya niggas don't f**k with TRU

Now we gotta play it raw my nigga

F**k the law my nigga, it's on my nigga



[C-Murder]

Play it raw, so raw, I'm in the car with a gar

What chu' see is what chu' saw but chu' better play us par

Cut cha' law and ya paw, my temper hot like tar

I'm on the block posted up, with them things loaded up

And if them people pull up and tell my boys to freeze

Buckle up, knuckle up screamin' C-P-3

Gangsta, gangsta whodi, what cha' gonna do

TRU shawty boy, I love them shawty girls too

Cause cash rules everything around me

I'm uptown, ghetto bound with my rounds G

Slugged up, tatted up, Cut Boys don't give a what

We roll with big trucks, whodi throw yo hood up



[Hook]



[Silkk the Shocker]

Some dudes think it's bout rap, look it's bigger than that

The real be up front, you fake dudes get in the back

We got guns and believe me you can get it from that

Gotta lot of money and mostly I ain't get it from rap

You think it's a game cause we ain't jacked in a while

I bust caps in the Y, funny that's why we crackin' a smile

Glad to shut chu' up, cause that's too loud

Don't mess with that file cause that's a while

Still roll through the hood, Bentley with the top off

Feel me, I'm not gon' stop so you can hop on

Man we got bullets that skip playas and hit haters

Slikk and C, No Limit known to get paper



[Hook]



[C-Murder]

What chu' gonna do when we take that beef to far, yeah

My click of hitmen will catch you in ya car, yeah

Shoot out the window of a black Lex, so roll down

When I slow down, they bout to go down, so put cha' holo-co down

You about to catch a hollow from about no tomorrow

With notes I wrote and my gats not borrowed

So I'ma dump it after I dump in you, ya chump you

I been TRU and plus you only seen what I done been through



[Master P]

Here we go again (What man)

From the streets to the pen (That boy been to the pen)



[C-Murder]

Them boys is at it again (Sho')

TRU Records came to represent (C-Murder)



[Master P]

No Limit

No Limit



[Hook with Master P ad-libs]



[Ian Lewis to fade]

We drink Cristal, enough Alize

And our Lexus Jeeps, say must stay paid

We party all night till the break of day

TRU is our family and we here to stay

We drink Cristal, enough Alize

And our Lexus Jeeps, say must stay paid

We party all night till the break of day

TRU is our family and we here to stay

Can't stop, can't stop, what you gonna do

What you gonna do when they come for you

Can't stop, can't stop, what you gonna do

What you gonna do when they come for you

We drink Cristal, enough Alize

And our Lexus Jeeps, say must stay paid

We party all night till the break of day

TRU is our family and we here to stay