What You Wanna Do

[Intro Blackout & Mongotti]
*Inserting magazine into gun*
Mane, fuck these bitches
Fuck 'em
All that shit, you know what I'm sayin'?

[Verse 1: Mongotti]
Hold up, motherfucker, cool your calm
Put my hand 'round your neck like a golden charm
Watch your tongue hang as long as your arm
Watch your complexion change to the colourful plums, uh-huh
Watch your body drop and get numb
So, ah-ah, don't do that, I'll beat you with my lyrics, like I do my son
So, now, do you wanna do somethin'?
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Really that's what I thought
Uh-huh, uh-huh
I'll have you prayin' for your mama
Your cousins mama, your grandma, well, somebody's mama cousin's gonna be dead with drama
For my niggas; watch my back, plus watch your back
So we can go and jack, and pull out the Gat
I gotta carry me some lawyer, nigga, I can kill you now (Misdemeanor)
Two thousand dollar bond, shit, I got that
So what you wanna do? Do or die, nigga
Do or die, nigga, me or you
I used to say when I get bigger, "Ooh, Ima get you"
I can't get no bigger, so you fucked up and I'ma kill you
Ain't no microphone, lyrical bitch, I'll approach you
I'm a motherfuckin' mane, and I'm supposed to
Ain't no ho in me, but you know who you fuckin' with, nigga
I'll make you say "I'm sorry," then I'll make you hug me, nigga
Got to clean this motherfuckin' pistol, and have it drain, so when you see me
You damn near wanna say you love me
Maybe you wanna gangster the Posse?
My life ain't got time to be playin', fool
Fuck what your sayin', what you want?
What you want, wanna do, fool?

[Bridge: Al Pacino]
What you wanna do, huh?
What you wanna do?
What you wanna do, huh?
What you wanna do?
What you wanna do, huh?
What you wanna do?

[Interlude: Mongotti & Al Pacino]
Y'all check about this, I be by myself, I stay by myself (What you wanna do?)
You better think again, nigga, I got that Glock and nothin' else (What you wanna do?)
I'll put that down, though
What's up, you wanna go toe-to-toe? (What you wanna do?)
Nigga, I ain't think so, ho
Y'all don't wanna get deep (What you wanna do?)
Them niggas, Holiday, them niggas don't wanna get deep (What you wanna do?)
You hear me, Bigg Baby? They don't wanna get deep (What you wanna do?)
Lemme tell you, Blackout, we gon—
Them niggas don't wanna get deep
'Cause—

[Verse 2: Mongotti]
I'm comin' deeper than a group of mosquitoes, kaboomin' like a fuckin' torpedo
Cut your life shorter than Danny DeVito
Got more pressure in me than a shook up two liter
I'll mean up like a steamer in your neighborhood clothes cleaners
Provoked an agent with the warrant to a deamor with the femur
Tattoo my Nina, put on a show like Mike in the Madison Square Arena
I'm so deep in the system, I get the murder charge
Reduced to a misdemeanor
And make bond before they tag yo' toe
Back on the scene before your mama know
As I sit to see your scary [?]
Pure as some company, your life in cloud of smoke
M-O-N in the wind, once again, lettin' you suckers know
I'm ridin' for mine, dyin' for mine
2-0-1 for a nigga's to have me cryin' for mine
Watchin' me, nigga, you wastin' your time
'Cause Mongotti's forever a star, and forever will shine
In this period of time

[Outro: Al Pacino & Mongotti]
*Mongotti speaking in hushed tones*
What you wanna do, huh?
What you wanna do?
What you wanna do, huh?
What you wanna do?
What you wanna do, huh?
What you wanna do?
What you wanna do, huh?
What you wanna do?
What you wanna do, huh?
What you wanna do?
What you wanna do, huh?
What you wanna do?
What you wanna do, huh?
What you wanna do?