What Would You Do
2Pac Lyrics


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Yeah, it's another classic cassette
Goin Way Back Show
Exclusive you know what it is
What you won't do do for Love
Hey yo let me rock this, let me rock
This, let me rock this, check it out
Check it out let me tell you a story about
My homie and his girl
You know what I'm sayin'
Some Love triangle type shit
We goin' rock this shit right here
So dope beat to you know what I'm sayin'
We about to run through this
So yo check it out
Smooth you drop the vocals
And I'll smoke his ass

I lay awake tonight because I
Want to be with you
If you were beside me I'd playfully kiss you
Each time I see her
The feeling gets stronger
We sit a bit closer and stare a lot longer
Huh
Reach for my drink and for a second we touch
Went to mutter I stuttered cause
I want you that much
The situation is a no win
Cause he's my best friend
But now I'm guilty
I'm fallin' for his girlfriend
It's like a trap that I'm sinkin' in to
I wake up sweaty when I'm sleepin'
Cause I'm thinkin' of you
Then we make eye contact and
I can't hold back tryin' to shake it but the
Feelin' comes right back
Now I'm confused, cause I'm no Casanova
But you keep callin' me sayin' to come over
What do I do
You make it hard for me to cheat
What I won't do for Love

Yeah yeah yeah what you won't do
Ah yeah 2Pac in the house

Scars, tears on your pillow
And you still stay as you sit
And pray hopin' the beatings will go away
It wasn't always a hit, and run relationship
It used to be Love happiness
And companionship
Way back when he treated you good
Moved you up to the hills out
The ill's of the ghetto hood
You felt as though you owed him your life
It felt right so you said yes
Now your really his wife
He got you pregnant but the
Baby just wouldn't live
Something she couldn't give so
Things got negative
But that's when a stranger came through
And he's pesterin' you about the
Things you couldn't do
You say your happy at home, right?
But that's just a lie
As you cry through a long night
Until I came to rescue you, makin' you chose
What you won't do for Love

And you don't stop, and you
Don't stop, in the house
What you won't do for Love
And you don't stop, and you don't stop
What you won't do yo Smooth
Kick and laugh while we givin' shout outs to
My homes' you know what I'm sayin' noow
Shock-G is in the house, yeah
Schmoovy-Schmoov is in the house, yeah
Kush is in the house, yeah
Ryan-G is in the house, yeah
Clark Gable in the house, yeah
Rick Rocks in the house, yeah
Fuze is in the house
And Money-B, you know he's in the house
Pee Wee is in the house
The Underground, is in the house
And the Jaketown is in the house, yeah
In the house
Oaktown, is in the house, Richtown
Is in the house, yeah

What you won't do

What you won't do





Do for Love

Overall Meaning

The song "What Would You Do" by 2Pac is a hard-hitting rap track that talks about the rough life of the artist and the struggles he had to face. The opening lines talk about how people try and copy their style but can't quite get it right, which leads to the artist asserting that nobody can mess with him and his crew. The song then delves into a description of the lifestyle that the artists lead and how it can be dangerous, with references to drugs and guns.


The lyrics also touch on the subject of jealousy and how people can try and copy one's style and even try to take away possessions, such as women. Throughout the song, there is a sense of aggression and assertiveness, which is common in gangster rap.


Overall, "What Would You Do" is a powerful and hard-hitting song that showcases the grit and determination of the artist and his crew.


Line by Line Meaning

Yeah, back up in yo ass with a twenty sack
I'm making a bold return with a stash of drugs


Don't wanna fuck with me
You don't want to mess with me


(Dogg Pound gangstaz)
I am part of the Dogg Pound gang


We do it like that
We have our own unique style


Motherfuckers out there be like, takin' our styles
People try to copy our style


Be trying to do they own little dissing
They attempt to criticize us


But they can't do it, you know, so we gonna, do it like this
But they can't do it like us, so we continue doing it our way


Sit back relax and get a cool one
Take a moment to unwind and enjoy a drink


Have you ever heard of a slaughter? I oughta start dippin'
Have you ever witnessed a brutal attack? I should begin evading


Sippin' on that S T get's me to trippin'
Drinking lean causes me to be high and hallucinate


I don't slips, I bangs with that mad ass Dogg Pound gang
I don't make mistakes, I align myself with the fierce Dogg Pound gang


It's a DPG thang, Kurupt from the S.C
It's a Dogg Pound gang thing, I'm Kurupt from South Central


You wanna test me, let's see if you'll survive .45 times
If you want to challenge me, let's see if you'll survive being shot multiple times with a .45 caliber gun


Like a hollow point headed for your dome
Similar to a hollow point bullet aimed at your head


Take a couple of steps, turn around and it's on
Take a few steps, turn back, and the fight is about to begin


Couldn't withstand the murderous mental
Couldn't handle the destructive state of mind


I subdue and then take two to your temple
I overpower you and then shoot you twice in the head


When I cause holocoust from what's spittin'
When I create chaos with my lyrics


Niggaz collapse and when the straps is clickin'
People surrender and give up when they hear the guns cocking


Look, this is how it's done nigga
Listen, let me show you how it's done


(One, two, three)
(Counting) One, two, three


I grab my strap, you best run nigga
I grab my gun, you better start running


I gives a fuck, Kurupt's the kingpin of the click
I don't care, Kurupt is the leader of our group


Littlest G, with the biggest dick
I may be the youngest, but I have the most confidence


Shit, a motherfucker betta recognize
Damn, people better acknowledge and respect me


With a twist of my wrist like O.J. you all die
With a quick movement of my hand like O.J. Simpson, you all will meet your demise


I snack on motherfuckers like a bone
I prey on people like a predator, devouring them


Known to be the shit upon the microphone
Recognized as excellent in the rap game


Ever since I was bown, not to ever love a bitch
From the moment I was born, I learned to never fall in love with a woman


Learned game after game, that's why we are the best
Acquired knowledge and skills from various experiences, which is why we are superior


Motherfuckers be gankin' styles minute after minute
People constantly steal our unique styles


But soon as you did it I smelled the niggaz shitted
But as soon as they imitate us, I recognize their cowardice


There's no escape, give me the papes and the tape case
There's no way out, hand over the money and the evidence


How much money can a nigga make in one place?
How much money can one person accumulate in a single location?


The review, ain't shit new
The situation, nothing is surprising or original


You stupid motherfuckers can't fuck wit' my crew
You foolish individuals can't compete with my group


I see all these niggaz tryin' to get with my kin folk
I notice all these people attempting to associate with my close friends and family


Get so many busters on the West Coast and then to say the least
There are numerous fake individuals on the West Coast, to say the least


I see a few trick ass niggaz layin' low on the East Coast
I observe a small number of deceitful individuals hiding on the East Coast


And the question is asked
And the question is being posed


Do you wanna rap, scrap or blast to that nigga Daz
Do you want to engage in a rap battle, physical fight, or shoot at me, Daz?


I'll be the first one to him 'em
I'll be the first one to attack or shoot them


Oh yeah, fuck B.G. Knockout and every nigga down with him
Oh yeah, disrespect B.G. Knockout and everyone associated with him


'cause I'm a natural born killer
Because I'm inherently inclined to kill


And I steal a half, motherfucker 'cause it's like that
And I steal from others without hesitation because that's how it is


There's so many motherfuckers that I can include
There are numerous people that I can involve


Whose quick to blast motherfuckers in a feud
Who are eager to shoot people in a disagreement


It doesn't make a difference 'cause it's about
It doesn't matter because it's all about


Who's the quickest on the draw to end all existence
Whoever can draw their gun the fastest to terminate everyone's life


For instance, let's take these Ruthless fools
For example, let's consider these ruthless individuals


These Ruthless fools and the Pound in one room
These ruthless individuals and the Dogg Pound gang in the same place


Assume, it's only for conversation, so let's
Presume, it's only for discussion, so let's


Conversate slip a nigga the .38 then dip
Have a conversation, then hand someone a .38 caliber gun and leave


Empty out the clip
Shoot all the bullets in the magazine


Mind on stead-trip, 'cause niggaz talk shit
Focused on stability, because people talk nonsense


Now if a nigga had a prayer before a nigga died
Now, if someone had a chance to pray before they died


Would the nigga be dead or would he stay alive?
Would the person still die or would they survive?


And if I was in your shoes, would I survive?
If I were in your position, would I make it through?


Probably not, you'd probably let your glock go pop
Most likely not, you would probably pull the trigger on your gun


Now drop, to your knees
Now kneel down


And picture Dat Nigga Daz flowin' in the breeze
Imagine me, Dat Nigga Daz, rapping effortlessly


(Flowin')
(Flowing)


The weak ones stick and move
The weak people come and go quickly


What would you do if you could get with my crew?
What actions would you take if you could join my group?


Why don't you tell me what?
Why don't you inform me about it?


Tell me what you would do if you could get with
Explain what you would do if you could be a part of


The weak ones stick and move
The weak people come and go quickly


What would you do if you could get with my crew?
What actions would you take if you could join my group?


Me and my crew, with me and my crew
My group and I, with my group and I


What would you do? What would you do?
What actions would you take? What actions would you take?


What would you do, if you could get with my crew?
What actions would you take, if you could join my group?


What would you, what would you do
What actions would you take?


If you could get with the Dogg Pound?
If you could join the Dogg Pound?


What would you do?
What actions would you take?


Would you get caught with your pants down?
Would you be caught off guard and unprepared?


What would you do?
What actions would you take?


If you could get with the Dogg Pound?
If you could join the Dogg Pound?


What would you do?
What actions would you take?


Would you get caught with your pants down?
Would you be caught off guard and unprepared?


What would you do?
What actions would you take?


If you could get with the Dogg Pound?
If you could join the Dogg Pound?


What would you do?
What actions would you take?


If you get caught with your pants down?
If you are caught off guard and unprepared?




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Agent Bosconian


on So Many Tears - Live


I fear only God and no human being


Even in the face of danger, I will stay strong


I have cried so much and fear that I might die soon


God, please guide me and take me to heaven if I die


I grew up in a sad, and lonely environment and it affected me in a gravely manner


I was abandoned; all alone and grew up in a community that was doomed to fail


My mind was greatly troubled and I couldn't be able to find my inner peace


I found solace and comfort in adopting a tough and rebellious lifestyle


Do you understand my pain and sorrow? I don't ever dwell on the past memories


To survive in a dangerous environment, you must react aggressively and quickly; in order to stay alive


I will always remember my friend, Kato. A good friend who has tragically died, and is no longer with us, anymore


I witnessed the day Kato perished on the streets and was calling for help


May Kato, and those who died before him, truly find peace in death


Is there really a place in heaven for a gangster like me? Always think and never forget about me


The friends that I once shared my laughter with; are now buried in their graves in the cemetery. I continue to shed countless tears for them; as I grieve for them


As I face many difficulties in the music industry, I will do whatever it takes to overcome it


People call me greedy and selfish for making money, yet they rarely can see me


I feel like I'm being cursed by the world and havin' disturbing; yet horrible premonitions


I have a fear that I will die and lie inside a coffin on a hearse, and want God's guidance and empathy


I want to escape from the problems, stress and the hurting of life


I yearned; longing for happiness and clarity in my troubled life


I'm trapped in jail and my life is in shambles


I feel like I'm doomed to go to Hell, but I don't know why


I'm in denial about my life, and I'm scared of death


If I go to hell, I will be in eternal pain and cry so much


I'm lost and tired, and I've cried so much


I'm contemplating suicide, so stay away from me


I'm intentionally moving towards death


I'm ready to die, and I feel like I have nothing to live for


The streets were ruthless, and I couldn't find peace


I'm on the verge of breaking down, and I long for peace


I lost my soul and my identity, but I was unaware


I had demons in my mind that were taking over


The demons inside me grew and ignited a fire


My head felt like a bomb ready to explode, it was a nasty game


I have no happy memories, only pain and sadness


I imagine my enemies murdering me in my sleep


I wonder if I'll live to see the next day


I ask God to pardon me for my wrongs as death approaches


God knows I tried my best, but I've seen people get killed


I witnessed innocent people, including children, being killed by drive-by shootings


I wonder why these tragedies happen as I pass by


I feel sad as I see the outline of a body on the ground and turn to drugs for comfort


I don't want this life, I want something different


There is no promising future for me; I'm trapped in the cycle of crime and violence


I feel like I'm in a never-ending maze


Alcohol made me act out and lose my mind


I've been disillusioned and now want a family


I want a family to see a better side of myself that isn't tainted by my past


I don't trust my girlfriend because she's been influenced by the negative environment around us


I hear rumors that my girlfriend is cheating on me with my friends, and I can't handle it


I collapse and pray for God to let me into heaven


I've cried countless tears and beg for God's mercy to let me into heaven


I've lost so many years and cried so many tears


God, I lost so many friends and associates, and...


God knows I tried my best, but I've seen people get killed


I witnessed innocent people, including children, being killed by drive-by shootings


I wonder why these tragedies happen as I pass by


I feel sad as I see the outline of a body on the ground and turn to drugs for comfort


I don't want this life, I want something different


There is no promising future for me; I'm trapped in the cycle of crime and violence


I feel like I'm in a never-ending maze


Alcohol made me act out and lose my mind


I've been disillusioned and now want a family


I want a family to see a better side of myself that isn't tainted by my past


I don't trust my girlfriend because she's been influenced by the negative environment around us


I hear rumors that my girlfriend is cheating on me with my friends, and I can't handle it


I collapse and pray for God to let me into heaven


I've cried countless tears and beg for God's mercy to let me into heaven


I've lost so many years and cried so many tears


God, I lost so many friends and associates, and cried so many tears

Aliyu


on 'Pac's Life

Ashanti

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A.Bosconian


on So Many Tears


I am not afraid of anything or anyone other than God.


Even when I am in the darkest of times and places.


I have cried so many tears because of the pain and hardships I have faced in my life.


I ask God to guide me and be with me in my journey through life.


Even as a child in elementary school, I found myself attracted to and surrounded by sadness and hopelessness.


I was abandoned and grew up among a generation of people who were doomed to fail.


My mind was constantly struggling, and I could not find a sense of peace or comfort anywhere.


I found a sense of identity and belonging when I got the tattoo of 'Thug Life' on my chest.


Do you understand the struggles and pain that I have experienced in my life?


I am not dwelling on my past mistakes, and if you want to be successful, you shouldn't be either.


In order to defend yourself and your community from violence, you must be the first one to take action. We should never forget Kato, who was killed due to senseless violence.


Kato is no longer with us and has passed away.


I witnessed violent crimes, and I've seen the aftermath of people being killed on the streets.


I hope Kato, and all those who have passed before him, are resting in peace.


Is there a place in heaven for someone like me, who has lived a life of violence and crime?


Remember me and all of my friends who have died and are now buried in the cemetery.


I address God.


I have experienced a lot of suffering throughout my life.


I have cried so many tears because of the pain and hardships I have faced in my life.


Now that I am struggling in the music industry.


I will do whatever it takes to succeed, even if it means being labeled as greedy and only focused on making money.


Even though I am chasing success, I rarely get to enjoy it or be seen by others.


I feel cursed and have a negative outlook on the world.


I am having visions of dying and leaving this world in a coffin.


I ask God if he can understand what I am going through and help me.


I want to be relieved of all the stress and suffering I feel.


I want to experience happiness again, which has been absent from my life for some time.


I feel like I am losing sight of what's important in my life.


I feel trapped in my current situation, and my quality of life is suffering as a result.


I already feel like I am destined to go to hell, and I question where I went wrong in my life.


I am unable to come to terms with my reality.


When I die, I fear that I will be punished forever in the afterlife.


I feel lost and tired.


I have cried so much that I am now having suicidal thoughts, so please don't be near me.


Everything I do feels like a complicated and difficult step.


To bring me closer to what I want to achieve.


I am prepared to accept death at any moment since I feel like I have nothing to live for.


Things were very rough and merciless on the streets.


I was never able to find peace or rest in that environment.


I am close to falling apart and screaming for peace.


Even though I was empty and lost, I couldn't understand or recognize it at the time.


My mind was plagued with negative thoughts and emotions, which were trying to escape constantly.


The negative thoughts and emotions had been planted long ago and have now taken root, and the flame of negativity is now growing stronger.


Just like a match can light a fire, the negative thoughts in my brain can also do the same, causing pain and suffering.


I have no good memories to comfort me, only sadness and suffering.


I am afraid of being attacked and killed by the people who hate me, even in my sleep.


I wonder if I will survive through the night to see the light of the new day?


I ask God for forgiveness for my past mistakes and wrongdoings.


I am trying to face my problems and come out stronger and better.


The Lord knows I have tried my best, and I have witnessed violent deaths in my community.


Drive-by shootings have resulted in the loss of many lives, including innocent children.


I wonder why these tragedies are happening in my community as I walk around and see the devastation.


I am saddened as I look at the markings on the pavement where someone has been killed, and the only way I can deal with this pain is by getting high.


I understand that this isn't the kind of life that I want for myself, and I want to change it.


I want to change my life for the better.


I feel like there is no future for me, no matter how hard I try to change.


I am trapped in the cycle of crime and violence that exists in my community.


I am lost and confused about how to get out of this situation.


The alcohol has influenced me to act more recklessly and dangerously.


I have lost faith and become cynical about life recently.


I have been wanting to have children and start a family.


I want to see a better version of myself in my children, someone who isn't always involved in negative activities.


I don't fully trust my partner because of the negative influence of our environment.


My partner has also been affected by the negative influences of our environment, and I am hearing strange noises because of how paranoid I am.


I am paranoid that my partner is cheating on me with my friends, and I can't handle the stress anymore.


I am begging God to forgive me and let me into heaven when I die.


I have lost many friends and acquaintances to violence and death.


As a result of these losses, I have cried many tears and experienced a lot of sadness.


I have experienced a lot of pain and suffering throughout my life.

A.Bosconian


on So Many Tears

The lyrics of Tupac Shakur's song "So Many Tears" explore the themes of paranoia, pain, and death. The first verse of the song presents Tupac's fearlessness of men, but not of God. The rapper then describes his life growing up, where he felt like he was surrounded by misery but found a sense of identity and belonging in the Thug Life culture. He mourns the deaths of his friends, particularly Kato, who was murdered in the streets. Tupac questions to himself whether there is heaven for a "G" and reflects on the many homies who died; that are now in the cemetery.

In the second verse, Tupac reveals his struggles in the music industry, where he feels overwhelmed by the pressure and pain. He admits to being greedy and having a vision of dying young. Tupac requests God to free him from the pain and suffering he experiences in life. The final verse of the song sees Tupac lost, weary, and suicidal. He delves into his struggles with addiction, and he starts to hear voices and experience demons in his mind. Tupac desires to change, but he feels trapped in the game, and he is unsure of his lady's loyalty.

Overall, Tupac Shakur's "So Many Tears" is a poignant song that reflects the artist's tumultuous life and his struggles with death and paranoia. The lyrics also tackle the harsh realities of growing up in the ghetto and the impact that violence and loss have on the psyche of an individual.

Gabriel Benard Cote


on California Love - Original Mix (Explicit)

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