What Am I To Do Lyrics - Mr. Shadow

[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 us 

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