Dmx Whatcha Gonna Do Lyrics

Whatcha Gonna Do Lyrics

[Chorus]
I say 
I can give it to you but whatcha gon do wit it, 
I can give it to you but whatcha gon doo [2x]
wha-wha wha-wha whaaat 

[Jayo Felony]
I can give it to ya but whatcha gonna do wit it 
When Im in Texas Im bumpin' screw music 
With Big Mike and Scarface and Luke loop 
Me and lil' Crook like Bo and Luke duke 
When Im in Miama I go to scoop Luke 
To see the peep show and hit the duke shoot 
Went to Branson, back to back, Lex coup 
Up in "Harlem World" in my Timb boots 
Two suckers had beef so I watched them shoot 
Called up Benny Rat, copped a bullet proof 
Seen T-Funk he took is to the fruit 
Then he went to the Tunnell and brought down the roof 
Mink coats and moet, bit*hes drippin sweat 
Slang a cassette to Funkmaster Flex 
And now Im bumpin' on East Coast tapedecks 
Went from Swatch to platinum Rolex 
S.D., Jersey we getting more sex 
flow next 
go next 

[Chorus] 
[Hook]
 
Im too sexy for my motherf**kin hood, hood 
Im too sexy for my motherf**kin low ridahh [2x]

[Method Man]
If my niggas cant eat then yall niggaz cant sleep 
I just begun to peep Nightmare on Elm Street 
Release from Jones Beach to South Beach, capeesh? 
Kickin dust as I bust, .... peace 
And all them crooked cops on the beat 
My niggas bring the funk like your Grandpa feet 
Til death do us part, save my bullets for the charts 
With darts, like HBO watching after dark 
No love for a mark, even less for a trick 
That wanna be like Mike, Mike who my ... 
Real sh*t hotness 
Run wit my niggas that aint got sh*t 
Pop shit, and peddle poetry for profit 
One time, out for mine, but cant stop it 
Trying to keep they hands in my pocket 
So I bring obnoxious, infected lah that be toxic 
Leave the crop scene spotless 
Mix the green with the chocolate, heres the topic 
Niggas, synchronize your watches 
We're goin in, wit nothing but a clan logo 
Mr. meth, (DMX!) 
Im running loco 
motherf**ker 
[Chorus]

[Hook]

[DMX] 
I got a wicked flow and Im gonna kick it yo 
Feel the pressure 
Snatching niggas up just like a chain off the dresser 
Niggas hit me with the best sh*t then what 
I shake that bullshit off *arf arf arf* then go ... 
Ive been down too long, cant a motherf**ker show me nothing 
Y'all .. niggas is duckin me like you owe me something 
I got more homies than an esse, but lets say 
I couldnt talk you wouldnt walk my way on your best day 
The best way you can hope to get close to me 
Is right here under my wing like you're supposed to be 
The first time you start acting f**kin strange 
Best to be ducking range 
Talkin sh*t wearing a f**kin' chain 
I break niggaz like promises 
Split em' open like Thomas' 
And sell more drugs than a pharmacist 
Strapped wit nothing but a rhyme a long history of violent crime 
Attitude that doesnt mind doing time 

[Chorus]

[Hook]