Letra de What Can I Do? (Remix) - Ice Cube

(Feat. Mack 10)

In any country, prison is where society sends it's failures

But in this country, society itself is failing

Hellll yeah! Uhh..

Ta-dow! Uhh..

Ta-dow! Uhh..

Ta-dow! UHH!

Ta-dow, how ya like me now I'm in the mix

It's nineteen-eighty-six and I got the fix

With the chicken and a quota, got the bakin soda

Let the water boil, workers all loyal

Dropped out the twelveth cause my wealth is shorter

Than a midget on his knees, now I slang ki's

Infest my hood with crack, I'm the mack

+It Take a Nation of Millions to Hold Me Back+

Too big for my britches, and I got bitches

Now I'm hittin switches, niggas want my riches

Used to get 18, when my G was alive

Now a ki' is 13-5

Eighty-nine's the number, another summer

(Get down!) Police ain't get no dumber

Streets dried up, used to think it would last

But being a kingpin is a thing of the past

They tried to blast me for slangin a boulder

Now I got my ass in Minnesota

Got my own crew, it's on brand new

Damn, what can I do? Oooh

Ta-dow, what can I do?

Ta-dow, what can I do?

Ta-dow, how ya like me now?

Ta-dow, what can I do?

Ta-dow, what can I do?

Ta-dow, how ya like me now? Fool

Already done stacked me half a meal ticket

Bought a house next to Prince, now I can kick it

Now I got ends, wavin to my friends

Rollin in a Benz, goin to see the Twins

Play at the 'dome; police are tappin my mobile phone

I'm almost home

Gettin excited, indicted

Spent a grip and a year tryin to fight it

Lawyer got paid; plea, no contest

Cause everything I own, got repossessed

Now take a look at the dunce

And I'm happy cause I only got 36 months

I never picked up a book

Cause, my arms are 16 inches, nigga look (OOOH)

Can't wait for ninety-two so I can get with my crew

And see, what can I do

Ta-dow, what can I do?

Ta-dow, what can I do?

Ta-dow, how ya like me now?

Ta-dow, what can I do?

Ta-dow, what can I do?

Ta-dow, how ya like me now?

Fucked up in the pen, now it's ninety-fo'

Back in L.A., and I'm bailin through the do'

Everybody, know I gotta start from scratch

So where the work at, and niggas smirk at

Me sayin ain't nuttin poppin from here to the L.B

What you tell me?

No it ain't crackin, everybody's jackin for a Coupe

Since, they sent in the troops

Even though I got muscle, that ain't my hustle

Takin a nigga's shit in a tussle

No skills, to pay the bills

Talkin about education to battle inflation

No college degree, just a dumb ass G

(Yeah you fool..) Who me?

I got a baby on the way, damn it's a mess

Have you ever been convicted of a felony? Yes

Took some advice from my Uncle Fester

All dressed up in polyester

Welcome to McDonalds may I please help you?

Yeah you can help me punk

Give me all of the money, or I'm dumpin

That's on my momma

Ay homeboy, while you at it

Gimme large fries, a strawberry shake

A Big Mac, cause this Mack 10 fo' life

Can I roll wit you? What can I do?

Now I'm on the run, with a gun

And this fool I don't know, pedal to the flo'

Swervin, servin all of the pigs

Just because they tryin to split my wig

I'm in custody, L.A.P.D

One more felony, strike number three

Twenty-five to life in cell block two

It's true, that's what I gotta do, oooh

Ta-dow, what can I do?

Ta-dow, what can I do?

Ta-dow, how ya like me now?

Ta-dow, what can I do?

Ta-dow, what can I do?

Ta-dow, how ya like me now?

Wesssssyde! What can I do, what can I do?

Ice Cube.. what can I do, what can I do?

What can I do, oooh

In any country, prison is where society sends it's failures

But in this country, society itself is failing

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