Geto Boys – What

Geto Boys – What Lyrics

Artist: Geto Boys
Song: What

[Willie D]
n#gg# f#ck, you!
I put a hole in yo’ head big enough to drive a truck through
Buck you gon’ see some red sh#t

Cause I’ma “whoops upside yo’ head,” b#tch!
Hungry for war, heart palpitate, I salivate
I want you cocksuckin b#tches to retaliate
We don’t gives a f#ck bout what you tryin to stress

I’ll have them folks cuttin a motherf#ckin Y in yo’ chest
[Bushwick Bill]
I’m dyin to wet, any cocksucker, that f#ck with Chuck
Cause you know I’m gonna chuckle when I f#ck him up

I’ma act a fool, if anybody clowns
I’m in and out of jail like my homey Bobby Brown
Homey I’m down, just call your n#gg# Chuck
I’ll help you roll around, and shoot these b#tches up

Then it’s back to the cut for some drinkin and pissin
‘Face tell these n#gg#z how we livin (the unforgiven)
[Scarface]
How many times do a n#gg# gotta ride

On you stupid m#th*rf#ck*rs ‘fore you realize
I don’t give a f#ck about nuttin (nuttin) guns cocked bustin (bustin)
Whole click shot up, mob style, wasn’t
Concerned about questions cause I ain’t got answers

n#gg# we don’t talk to police, f#ck Chandler
This sh#t scandalous, these hoes want us
Cause we supply this sh#t to yo’ hood on each corner
They came back on ’em, y’all can’t stop us

Tried to set me up wit yo’ system but can’t pop ’em
And that’s my problem, you see a n#gg# outted
For juicin confidential informers, I squeeze it out him
I take my sawed off, aim it at your Dodge b#tch

And murder everybody that b#stard was in the car with
I’m tired of bein misprinted, misspelled, misquoted
f#ck the magazine and the punk or the b#tch who wrote it
[Chorus: repeat 2X]

What? What? What? What?
n#gg# it’s the law – n#gg# I don’t give a f#ck fool
What? What? What? What?
This is for my dawgs, I’ma light this m#th*rf#ck*r up

[Willie D]
I hit the block with that calico, bustin at yo’ back hoe
I’ma spit, you gon’ sh#t, I’m the man, you the b#tch
n#gg# matters when and where you scheduled to fight

f#ck with Willie D I’ll bust yo’ f#ckin head to the white
[Bushwick Bill]
Cops ain’t about sh#t
Want us to walk the straight and narrow when they crooked like dicks

They steal and they lie, they snort up their nose
They drink and they drive and they beat up on their hoes
So what you got the fingerprints, I left ’em on purpose
I don’t care about the guns and the german shepards

Spray pepper in my face, I’ma shoot you trick
[Chorus] – 1/2
[Willie D]
This is for my n#gg#z up in Texas, New York, Florida

Killa Cali, Indiana, Illinois, Georgia
Tennessee, Mississippi, Baltimo’, D.C.
Louisiana, Alabama, Kentucky and C-T
Arkansas, Kansas, Carolinas, Jersey

Michigan, Oklahoma, Seattle, Tacoma
The n#gg#z gettin harassed by the laws in Mexico
Missouri, Arizona, Virginia, and Ohio
Pennsylvania, Massachusetts, Colorado, f#ck excuses

Nevada, Idaho, Bill O’Reilly you da hoe
f#ck what you said I’m bout my bread
f#ck what you said I’m bout my bread
I do this sh#t until I’m dead

I do this sh#t until I’m dead
[Chorus]
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Release Year: 2005