Whatz Next - 2Pac, A3, Jay Rock

Tell me what the fuck am I suppose to do

Now what’s next?

Tell me what the fuck am I suppose to do

Now what’s next?

Caught up in the middle

My life’s a riddle

Don’t let it get ya

I wanna be legal

But it’s this hustle that get me richer

One love to my peoples makin' money

I can see you bubblin'

Avoid all trouble

Beware of devils, continue strugglin'

Nothin’s impossible if there’s a will there’s a way

So get your mind on official business

You can be great

And it’s been this way from the cradle to the grave

So get paid

My niggas do this every fuckin' day

We parlay through politics and conversation

This information to my thug niggas in the congregation

Watch and bare witness to the pleasures of participation

Separation is self destruction

What’s needed is unification

'Cause the world ain’t hardly scared

If not prepared

Be sure to be bummy and be no longer there

But no one cares it’s there to share

All we get is stares

Because of fear, we’ll evaporate

Say your prayers

And what’s next?

Hard livin' got me goin' insane

But I’m addicted to the hustle I’m trapped in the game

What’s next?

I’m goin' crazy

Tell me tell me what the fuck am I suppose to do?

What’s next?

Hard livin' got me goin' insane

But I’m addicted to the hustle I’m trapped in the game

What’s next?

I’m goin' crazy

Tell me tell me what the fuck am I suppose to do?

(Aye its on A3)

Makaveli tried to warn us

But niggas ain’t listen to Pac

Naw (listen listen) nigga really listen to Pac

Shit yean got it yet (no)

Then you won’t get it

Might as well measure 'em up

And have his ass fitted

Why

Caught slippin' dog trippin' didn’t soak game

Got his wig split like dem shutters on the airplane

Never will change niggas wit' no name no shame

Might open ya head foe mess broke change

I stay posted like a flag (flag)

Starin' thru my rear view ballin' in a jag (jag)

Bounce wit me Cali body rock down in H-Town

We gon' put these artificial bustas in they place now

Time foe a change

Real niggas rollin' wit' me

Money makin' swift decision we controllin' the streets

Side track by the broads and the frauds

Ain’t it strange

It’s the reason so many niggas get scarred in the game

What’s next?

Hard livin' got me goin' insane

But I’m addicted to the hustle I’m trapped in the game

What’s next?

I’m goin' crazy

Tell me tell me what the fuck am I suppose to do?

What’s next?

Hard livin' got me goin' insane

But I’m addicted to the hustle I’m trapped in the game

What’s next?

I’m goin' crazy

Tell me tell me what the fuck am I suppose to do?

That money gotta make it

What I gotta do to make it?

Do I really gotta take it?

Put this mack up to you, face it

Doin' what we gotta do to survive

Just ask Kweli, doin' what we do to get by

Some niggas stick to the crime

Pitchin' nickel and dimes

What the fuck we s’pose to do, who gon' give us a job?

So I tried and tried

Tried to get out the grind

But the block kept on callin' me back

Fiends kept on callin' for crack

So I supply 'em wit' that

Gave 'em a reasonable fee

Nigga don’t blame it on me

Shit just look where I’m at

Niggas in gardens, LAPD is the target

Niggas is heartless, hustle regardless

Look that dope spot use to be an apartment

But now it’s just a place to hide the guns in the closet

Watch ya step shift the grams under the carpet

We just tryin' hard not to see that coffin

What’s next?

Hard livin' got me goin' insane

But I’m addicted to the hustle I’m trapped in the game

What’s next?

I’m goin' crazy

Tell me tell me what the fuck am I suppose to do?

What’s next?

Hard livin' got me goin' insane

But I’m addicted to the hustle I’m trapped in the game

What’s next?

I’m goin' crazy

Tell me tell me what the fuck am I suppose to do?

Tell me what the fuck am I suppose to do?

Tell me tell me what the fuck am I suppose to do?

Now what’s next?