What Would U Do
Anthony B Lyrics


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Yeahhh, back up in yo ass with a twenty sack
Don't wanna fuck with me
Dogg Pound Gangstas
We do it like that
Motherfuckers out there be like, takin our styles
Be trying to do they own little dissing
But they can't do it, you know
So we gonna, do it like this
Sit back relax and get a cool one

Have you ever heard of a slaughter, I oughta start dippin
Sippin on that S-T get's me to trippin
I don't slips I bangs
With that mad ass Dogg Pound Gang it's a DPG thang
Kurupt from the S.C
You wanna test me let's see if you'll survive .45 times
Like a hollow point headed for your dome
Take a couple of steps, turn around and it's on
Couldn't withstand the murderous mental
I subdue, and then take two to your temple
When I cause holocoust from what's spittin
Niggas collapse and when the straps is clickin
Look, this is how it's done nigga, one two three
I grab my strap you best run nigga
I gives a fuck, Kurupt's the kingpin of the click
Littlest G, with the biggest dick

Shit, a motherfucker better recognize
With a twist of my wrist like O.J. you all die
I snack on motherfuckers like a bone
Known to be the shit upon the microphone ever since I was born
Not to ever love a bitch
Learned game after game, that's why we are the best
Motherfuckers be gankin styles minute after minute
But soon as you did it I smelled the niggas shitted


Now what would you do
If you could fuck with me and my crew
But you can't so don't even think about
Steppin in the motherfuckin house

Bitches butterfly all day, while I steady make my pay
Every single day in the LBC
Cruising through the Eastside, me and Lil' Style
When I back up a green six-fo' busting freestyles

There's no escape, give me the papes and the tape case
How much money can a nigga make in one place
The review, ain't shit new
You stupid motherfuckers can't fuck with my crew

I see all these niggas trying to get with my kin folk
Get so many busters on the West Coast
And then to say the least
I see a few trick ass niggas layin low on the East Coast
And the question is asked
Do you wanna rap, scrap or blast to that nigga Daz
I'll be the first one to him em
Oh yeah, fuck B.G. Knocc Out and every nigga down with him
Cause I'm a Natural Born Killer
In a Steeler hat motherfucker cuz it's like that

Now what would you do
If you could fuck with me and my crew
But you can't so don't even think about
Steppin in the motherfuckin house

There's so many motherfuckers that I can include
Whose quick to blast motherfuckers in a feud
It doesn't make a difference, cuz it's about
Who's the quickest on the draw to end all existence
For instance, let's take these Ruthless fools
These Ruthless fools and the Pound in one room
Assume, it's only for conversation, so let's
Conversate slip a nigga the .38 then dip
Empty out the clip
Mind on stead-trip, cuz niggas talk shit

Now if, a nigga had a prayer before a nigga died
Would the nigga be dead or would he stay alive
And if I was in your shoes, would I survive
Probably not, you'd probably let your Glock go pop
Now drop, to your knees
And picture Dat Nigga Daz flowing in the breeze

Now what would you do
If you could fuck with me and my crew
But you can't so don't even think about
Steppin in the motherfuckin house

From the twitch of the eyes
You can see the line, just know it when you see it
Cause it messes up the flow, to the real fillings y'know
And I'd rather be sipping on a glass of wine
Can you feel yourself in the room with Everlast
Trying to steal a flow, I don't think so
Cock-blockers come with their hearts beating jealousy
Then away like a stray dog
Tryin to claim every bitch as his own
Cock-blockers, come in every color
Even blue, now this is true




Trying to fuck your woman, and even you
Now what the fuck would you do, motherfucker

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Anthony B's "What Would U Do?" are actually from a completely different song by the same name written and performed by Tha Dogg Pound Gangsta Crips (Kurupt and Daz Dillinger) in 1995. The song is a diss track that aims to establish DPG as the most elite gangsta rappers around, as well as to challenge and intimidate other rappers who they deem as inferior. The song is laced with violent lyrics about murder, chaos, and dominance, with each rapper taking turns to spit their bars.


The first verse by Kurupt calls out other rappers who copy their style but fail to deliver with the same intensity and menacing vibe. He asserts that his gang is a force to be reckoned with and challenges anyone who dares to test him. He talks about using guns to cause chaos and annihilate his enemies. He rhymes effortlessly and uses vivid imagery to paint a picture of his ruthlessness. The chorus asks what the listener would do if they could confront DPG but emphasizes that it is impossible. The second verse by Daz Dillinger starts with a reference to how he makes money and how he is always on the grind. He raps about his skills as a rapper and his dominance over other MCs who don't stand a chance against him. He then goes on to talk about how many enemies he has, especially on the East Coast, but he is not afraid to confront and take them down. He drops more violent bars and ends with another chorus.


Line by Line Meaning

Yeahhh, back up in yo ass with a twenty sack
I have returned with a stash of drugs to sell


Don't wanna fuck with me
You should avoid getting involved with me


Dogg Pound Gangstas
We are members of the Dogg Pound Gang


We do it like that
Here's how we operate


Motherfuckers out there be like, takin our styles
People try to imitate our distinctive style


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


But they can't do it, you know
However, they are unable to replicate our success


So we gonna, do it like this
Therefore, we will continue doing things our way


Sit back relax and get a cool one
Take a break, unwind, and enjoy a cold drink


Have you ever heard of a slaughter, I oughta start dippin
Have you ever witnessed a brutal massacre? I should consider fleeing


Sippin on that S-T get's me to trippin
Consuming that potent street drug makes me hallucinate


I don't slips I bangs
I do not make mistakes, I engage in violent activities


With that mad ass Dogg Pound Gang it's a DPG thang
I am associated with the Dogg Pound Gang, and it defines who I am


Kurupt from the S.C
I am Kurupt from South Central Los Angeles


You wanna test me let's see if you'll survive .45 times
If you dare to challenge me, I will test your survival against bullets from 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 and then prepare for a confrontation


Couldn't withstand the murderous mental
Unable to endure the violent mindset


I subdue, and then take two to your temple
I overpower my opponents and shoot them twice in the head


When I cause holocaust from what's spittin
I provoke chaos with my aggressive lyrics


Niggas collapse and when the straps is clickin
People succumb to fear when they hear the sound of guns being loaded


Look, this is how it's done nigga, one two three
Pay attention, this is the proper way to do things, my friend


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


I gives a fuck, Kurupt's the kingpin of the click
I don't care what you think, Kurupt is the top boss of our crew


Littlest G, with the biggest dick
I may be the smallest member of the group, but I am the most sexually endowed


Shit, a motherfucker better recognize
Damn, someone should acknowledge and respect me


With a twist of my wrist like O.J. you all die
Just like O.J. Simpson with his infamous murder case, I can cause harm with a simple gesture


I snack on motherfuckers like a bone
I devour my enemies like a hungry predator


Known to be the shit upon the microphone ever since I was born
I have been highly skilled at rapping since I was born


Not to ever love a bitch
I have learned to never emotionally invest in a woman


Learned game after game, that's why we are the best
I have gained experience and knowledge through various challenges, which is why we excel


Motherfuckers be gankin styles minute after minute
People continuously try to copy our unique styles


But soon as you did it I smelled the niggas shitted
However, as soon as you attempted, I sensed your lack of skill


Now what would you do
Consider this scenario


If you could fuck with me and my crew
If you had the audacity to challenge me and my gang


But you can't so don't even think about
But you are incapable, so don't even entertain the idea


Steppin in the motherfuckin house
Attempting to invade our territory


Bitches butterfly all day, while I steady make my pay
Women are indecisive and constantly changing, while I consistently earn money


Every single day in the LBC
Each day in Long Beach, California


Cruising through the Eastside, me and Lil' Style
Driving around the eastern part of town with my companion Lil' Style


When I back up a green six-fo' busting freestyles
When I drive my green 1964 Chevrolet Impala and improvising rap lyrics


There's no escape, give me the papes and the tape case
There is no way to evade, hand over the money and the music tapes


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


The review, ain't shit new
The situation hasn't changed, it's still nothing impressive


You stupid motherfuckers can't fuck with my crew
You foolish individuals cannot compete with my gang


I see all these niggas trying to get with my kin folk
I notice all these people attempting to associate with my family and close friends


Get so many busters on the West Coast
Encountering numerous enemies on the western side of the country


And then to say the least
At the very least, I can say


I see a few trick ass niggas layin low on the East Coast
I observe a small group of deceitful individuals hiding on the eastern side of the country


And the question is asked
The important question is posed


Do you wanna rap, scrap or blast to that nigga Daz
Are you interested in engaging in a verbal battle, physical fight, or shooting against Daz?


I'll be the first one to him em
I will be the initial person to harm them


Oh yeah, fuck B.G. Knocc Out and every nigga down with him
By the way, I despise B.G. Knocc Out and all his associates


Cause I'm a Natural Born Killer
Because I possess natural skills for killing


In a Steeler hat motherfucker cuz it's like that
Wearing a hat representing the Pittsburgh Steelers, motherfucker, because that's the way it is


There's so many motherfuckers that I can include
There are numerous individuals that I could mention


Whose quick to blast motherfuckers in a feud
Who are always ready to shoot enemies during a conflict


It doesn't make a difference, cuz 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 weapon the fastest to terminate someone's life


For instance, let's take these Ruthless fools
For example, let's consider these foolish individuals from the Ruthless Records label


These Ruthless fools and the Pound in one room
These foolish Ruthless Records artists and the Dogg Pound Gang together in a singular space


Assume, it's only for conversation
Let's assume it's solely for discussion


So let's conversate slip a nigga the .38 then dip
Therefore, let's have a discussion while discreetly handing someone a .38 caliber gun, and then depart


Empty out the clip
Shoot all the rounds from the firearm


Mind on stead-trip, cuz niggas talk shit
My mind is focused, because people talk nonsense


Now if, a nigga had a prayer before a nigga died
If a person had an opportunity to pray before their death


Would the nigga be dead or would he stay alive
Would the individual die or survive?


And if I was in your shoes, would I survive
If I were in your position, would I be able to withstand the circumstances?


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


Now drop, to your knees
Now kneel down


And picture Dat Nigga Daz flowing in the breeze
Envision the image of Dat Nigga Daz casually drifting with the wind


From the twitch of the eyes
From the slight movement of the eyes


You can see the line, just know it when you see it
You can perceive the boundary, simply recognize it when you encounter it


Cause it messes up the flow, to the real fillings y'know
Because it disrupts the natural progression and authentic emotions, you know


And I'd rather be sipping on a glass of wine
I prefer to leisurely drink a glass of wine


Can you feel yourself in the room with Everlast
Can you imagine yourself present in the same space as Everlast?


Trying to steal a flow, I don't think so
Attempting to imitate a musical style, but I don't believe it will succeed


Cock-blockers come with their hearts beating jealousy
Individuals who prevent others from achieving success due to their jealousy


Then away like a stray dog
Disappear suddenly like an abandoned dog


Tryin to claim every bitch as his own
Attempting to possess and control every woman


Cock-blockers, come in every color
Cock-blockers come from various racial backgrounds


Even blue, now this is true
They even come in the color blue, it's a fact


Trying to fuck your woman, and even you
Trying to have sexual relations with your partner, and even with you yourself


Now what the fuck would you do, motherfucker
Now how would you react, you damn fool




Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Calvin Broadus, Delmer Drew Arnaud, Dwight Williams, Jewell Caples, Ricardo Brown

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