2Pac – Whatcha Gonna Do (feat. Kastro & Young Noble) Lyrics

Whatcha Gonna Do

2Pac (feat. Kastro & Young Noble)

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"Whatcha Gonna Do." - 2Pac (feat. Kastro & Young Noble)

Friday, 23 October 2026, 03:16 pm

Album: Better Dayz

Track No: 09

I started out dumb, sprung off of hood rats
Listen to the radio, wishing that I could rap
But nothing changed, I was stuck in the game
'Cause everybody in the industry was fuckin' me, man
Listen, I got a scheme, break away, do my own thing
Drop some conversations, sit back and let the phone ring
**** ain't wanna see me rise, ninety-seven
Watch me cut these motherfuckers down to size
And if I catch another case, Lord knows they hate me
Got a player in the courtroom, please don't let 'em frame me
I've been dealt a lot of bad cards living as a thug
Count my blessings, don't stressin' in this land with no love
Maybe they see me rollin', look at all this green I'm holding
I get this, why they envious and get they eyes swollen
Hoping the Heavenly Father love a hustler
Meet the hardest **** on the Earth to ever bust a nut
My homies tell me, have a heart, fuck they feelings
I've been trying to make a million since we started
We cold hearted **** in masks that'll blast at the task force
Empty out my clip, time to mash, they asked for it
Me, Makaveli, I'm a motherfucker, we break bread
Now we thug brothers, haha, **** talk a lot of non-shit
I choose to ignore it, a war? They ain't ready for it, haha
Now, whatcha gonna do when my **** come for you?
What y'all gonna do?
Now, whatcha gonna do when my **** come for you?
What y'all gonna do?
Tell me, now, whatcha gonna do when my **** come for you?
What y'all gonna do?
Now, whatcha gonna do when my **** come for you?
What y'all gonna do?
My nine is Thug Lord, my mind on my grind
Outlaws is my heart, they shine when I shine
My rhyme is my grind, my team be on roll
Proceed with the onslaught, indeed they all talk
They all marks, and it's an outlaw holocaust
When I got this sawed off, **** getting hauled off
Yeah, **** beware, stand clear
This ****'s scared, man, I don't really care
I've been lost, love, my heart need a hug
My bite need blood, I fight with a grudge
The life of a thug **** might need gloves
But you'll never know with a price on your mug
Them fight strips snug right around your hands
Making sure you can never grab the mic again
Dog, you fucking with a grown man
Man, I can't afford to lose
Where we from, **** torture dudes
So whatcha wanna do?
Now, whatcha gonna do when my **** come for you?
What y'all gonna do?
Tell me, now, whatcha gonna do when my **** come for you?
What y'all gonna do?
Tell me, now, whatcha gonna do when my **** come for you?
What y'all gonna do?
Now, whatcha gonna do when my **** come for you?
Haha, watch me, clown, give me loving when I'm high
I'm a outlaw baby, I'll be thugging till I die
In my drop top, double-R, life as a rap star
Hustle like a crack fiend till they catch me
Go ask somebody to your show
Watching **** out of sight in my night scope
Cooking white dope, got my **** twenty-five-to-life, stressed out
Trying to have all the better things in life
While Makaveli, a born leader, ten millimeter
Change a ****'s future like a schizophrenic palm reader
Heed, from out the bible I read, see, the meek shall inherit the Earth
And the strong will lead, hitting weed like it's alright
I'm in the studio making music all night
My enemies cry whenever I rise, they hated till the death
Trying to beat me out of my last breath
Whatcha gonna do?
Now, whatcha gonna do when my **** come for you?
What y'all gonna do?
Now, whatcha gonna do when my **** come for you?
What y'all gonna do?
Now, whatcha gonna do when my **** come for you?
What y'all gonna do?
Now, whatcha gonna do when my **** come for you?
Now, whatcha gonna do when my **** come for you?
What y'all gonna do?
Now, whatcha gonna do when my **** come for you?
What y'all gonna do?

Writer(s): Kastro, Young Noble, 2Pac, Duane Nettlesbey, Donna Hunter & E.D.I.

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