What You Gonna Do

Big H & President T & Skepta & Milli Major & Bossman Birdie - Rap, UK
What You Gonna Do
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[Introduction: Big H] Big H presents Bloodline militants DJ Marcus Boy Better Know [Verse 1: Bossman Birdie] Bossy, I'm on a tussle But I will lick down a man if he's got too much muscle Wanna be gladiators like Russell? Shots, I'll send them you couple I'm like NASA, see me lift off like shuttle Them man are old school, still trying to shuffle Bossman, I'm far from subtle Call out my name, and boy you're in trouble I'm like bulletproof, stabproof, yeah I got armour Burst that, I don't care if your frame's marda Been weighing up boys from back when the food man went by the name of Farda Yeah my flow's faster, that's why I'm first and you man are after Wicked man flows, think I'm a witchcrafter? I might spit, but I'll get you licked down for a halfer [Hook: Big H] What you gonna do when shots at your head? I said, what you gonna do when shots at your head? Any funny business, everybody dead I said, any funny business, everybody dead What you gonna do when shots at your head? I said, what you gonna do when shots at your head? Any funny business, everybody dead I said, any funny business, everybody dead [Verse 2: Big H] I will take mans tings, come through take off your chain and rings You man looking for fame and things I will blaze man one time for dem battyboy tings You on some battyboy tings, come round here on some battyboy tings Real bad man don't have to go gym I'm like ey cuz, you're not on this ting, like Two shanks, one shotty, that's Pablo, that's Bossy See the Bloodline we make duppy, yo you can't come near me, nah you're too dutty What blud, who is this? Some likkle wasteman, don't exist Can't get in cos you're not on the list, go home you're pissed Like, ain't got a strap but they roll with the bally Ain't got a strap but they roll with the bally These MCs MC for the gally Put down the rizla, pick up the chally Any funny business, send me the Gatty Yo blessy, send me the Gatty Act like your bad and you're faced with a batty And you're faced with a batty [Verse 3: President T] These MCs need to behave Screwing up your face when I see you in a rave I didn't know you was looking for an early grave Length, I'm on a baddaman wave 'Nuff of them are Joey, 'nuff of them are slave I've got wonga, pay but I save They run it up, gunshot I gave Dave, you see me? That's what he got, he got a bigger boy shot I'm hardly my ends a lot, true say I blaze pot Hope they ain't forgot, cos bare hot you wan' fi shot my plot I do a jack move on the spot I'm fresh on the mic, bare MCs rot Hide your blazing sess what I got Trying to reach my level, cuz? I think not [Hook: Big H] What you gonna do when shots at your head? I said, what you gonna do when shots at your head? Any funny business, everybody dead I said, any funny business, everybody dead What you gonna do when shots at your head? I said, what you gonna do when shots at your head? Any funny business, everybody dead I said, any funny business, everybody dead [Verse 4: Milli Major] Yeah, so we send for the mash Ooh la la, get length on the dash No bags round here, got [?] Who's this prick? I'll blaze this fass Boys want to keep talking, get gassed These MCs talk like they're all mashed But it ain't that, no it ain't that Just picking up the mic and they're just chat [?] B to da L, [?] that we sell I'm doing nice, he's doing well It's a good look cuz up in jail Them man they snitch, just tell tell Keep on track like I work for the rail B2daL, Bloodline will never fail B2daL, got Ps on my [?] Them man they snitch, just tell tell [Verse 5: Skepta] They're like "Oi Skepta, why you murking so many MC's?" That's the word on the road I know skengman in my postcode that will sniff two lines, go into devilish mode Turn around, shoot man in the face, then skid around the corner like Yoshi and Toad So for your own good, trust me, you don't wanna see me on your road Cos when I'm wearing a glove, boy better know that I've got some kind of firearm in the pocket If I don't send for the bucky and pop it Send for the taser, put it on the pussy and shock it, don't care who's saying stop it You're lucky that the little pussy didn't get lit up like a rocket It's said the real recognise real, how comes the little wasteman didn't duck it? [Outro: Big H] It's Bloodline, headtop business Showerman style (yeah) Big H presents (yeah) Hold tight all the north massive (yeah) Doing this ting properly Showerman time
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Credits
- Writers
- Skepta
- Milli Major
- President T
- Bossman Birdie
- Big H