What U Gonna Do

What you gonna do what you want to prove I heard you talking shit boy who you think you talking to What you gonna do don't get it misconstrued If you don't understand Its better for you fucking fools I'm prepared for anything machinery to hand grenades I bulletproof my residence up plus two Great Danes Hey what you want to do what you got to say I'm gone take it all in then I spray away You got a little pistol grip that don't want to penetrate Twenty-five, twenty-two, na I'm gone be ok I'd rather have a thirty-eight Glock that's overweight Otherwise, I might die I might meet my grave What you gonna do when I come to you and I start to shoot I'm gone let loose I'm gone pop a few you better move What you gonna do when I pull the tool and unload the juice What you gonna do you not bulletproof you bout to lose You out of luck you fucked up you done meet your dome Its Killa K-Scott homie what you gonna do I pull my strap I cock it back and I comments to shoot I unload the juice something like Ray Carruth But I aint hitting innocent victims I'm blasting you The seven eighty-five twenty-six-inch magnitude SKB twelve gage European made Interchangeable tubes and woodgrain in the paint See you faint watch you fall out like you was in a daze Fifty round clip the tip stuck to your face AR five seven my weapon pick for today Then I move on to Mac eleven ten bullets per second bang What you gonna do when I come to you and I start to shoot I'm gone let loose I'm gone pop a few you better move What you gonna do when I pull the tool and unload the juice What you gonna do you not bulletproof you bout to lose You going down the drain dog too much mistakes You over the line you ate off my plate So, I'm cutting you down to size DC tech nine right between your eyes Thirty-two metal jackets that's leaving collateral damage in and outside Be quit idolize and recognize you about to die aight So coincide the enterprise The allegiance of big business and apple pies Big chiefin the shotgun get blasted high Drive by's with AKs and forty fives You wonder why but aint never gone figure it out There's way too many pieces to the puzzle now What you gonna do when I come to you and I start to shoot I'm gone let loose I'm gone pop a few you better move What you gonna do when I pull the tool and unload the juice What you gonna do you not bulletproof you bout to lose