Do What I Gotta Do

Album cover art for "Do What I Gotta Do" by Brotha Lynch Hung & Ballin’ A$$ Dame & 8-Ball (Sacto) & Malaiki

Brotha Lynch Hung & Ballin’ A$$ Dame & 8-Ball (Sacto) & Malaiki - Rap, West Coast Rap

Do What I Gotta Do

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Verse 1 The streets raised the hustler man, I know you know 99% of the income came from snow It's cold in the ghetto. Santa never came for Christmas It's naughty boys and girls in my hood unless he missed us Street lights shut out, syringes on the ground Robbers, killers, boosters, dope fiends, always came around Task ran crackdowns, to lock us brothers up Duck and Dodging situations man, never give a fuck There ain't no job going put no food on ghetto tables Welfare cutbacks so family ain't able To eat like we gotta eat, so something got to budge Caught a casе, now I'm a ward of the state, the judgе got a grudge Five years probation, I ain't never gonna make it Got a monkey on my back man, I just can't shake it Got my pistol, I'mma take it up to the corner store And get what the fuck that I'm owed It's my gangsta life Chorus Do what I gotta do to survive Gotta keep my head up high Gotta fight the struggle, everyday hustling This time I'mma gonna get it Do what I gotta do to survive Gotta keep my head up high Talk about the struggle, everyday hustling This time I'm gonna take mine Verse 2 Every move I make Every step I take To bring me closer to death and the rest in the wake itself I hate myself like I'm the cause of the problems First the drinking then the smokin and then the constantly sobbin fuck! I hate myself like I'm the cause of the problems First the thinking and the hopin then the constantly robbin fuck I need to change my ways before these niggas run up on me Cut my life short And changed my days You know, that's how the game goes Just like the cane flow Up one day and down the next But always painful And I bang so rivals niggas sweating me too Talk about soon as they see me They go wet me and who Everywhere else would be to, that's a shame Because I've been trying to change Trying to stray away from the cane Killing for change Looks I could stray away from hanging out windows pulling that thing But I don't want to die, God please help me through this game Please help me through the pain Help me through the rain Because I love everybody Why they hate me like Hussain Man it's crazy, or maybe I just am But either way win or lose I still gotta love for the fam. C'mon Chorus Do what I gotta do to survive Gotta keep my head up high Gotta fight the struggle, everyday hustling This time I'mma gonna get it Do what I gotta do to survive Gotta keep my head up high Talk about the struggle, everyday hustling This time I'm gonna take mine Verse 3 But see the family got love for you Who the fuck you supposed to call When you hearing bad news, feeling the blues Nothing to lose Should cock it back Clutching the tools, you're rollin with trues You better believe it blood's gonna ooze It's bam bam, fuck the bitches and money You need a liver transplant? Call your family, fuck so called homies I learned that money is funny You see, it comes in and goes My uncle was young and wealthy But now he's poor and he's old …Niggas started robbing and stealin, family men and respect Niggas that would die for a reason One human born and breathing and livin It's like youthanism The cops stop 'em and pick'em Behead them like circumcision Our religion It's different You witness and pay attention The lost'll put us in prison We break them and then we fix 'em Tonight is darker than other nights My crazy killer died so I'm praying that his spirit watches cause I'mma ride Drugkillas, bribes, able and willing to homicide Fully loaded exploded, that decided the enemy's eyes … I live my life in the viper's pit Surrounded by poisoned snakes If a bid I don't want you crying at my wake The president never knew me The government tried to screw me And every cop in America is out to shoot me Or do me like Rodney King This niggas got a mouth, assassinate him like Dr. King Niggas that got big dreams The president never knew me The government tried to screw me And every cop in America is about to shoot me or do me like Rodney King This nigga's got a mouth, let's assassinate him like Dr. King Niggas that got big dreams, it seems Chorus Do what I gotta do to survive Gotta keep my head up high Gotta fight the struggle, everyday hustling This time I'mma gonna get it Do what I gotta do to survive Gotta keep my head up high Talk about the struggle, everyday hustling This time I'm gonna take mine

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Credits

Writers
  • C.O.S. da Criminal
  • Ballin’ A$$ Dame
  • 8-Ball (Sacto)
  • Malaiki
  • Crookwood