2Pac:]   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 niggaz do this every fuckin' day   We parlay   Through politics and conversation   This information to my thug niggaz 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      [Chorus x2:]   Hard livin' got me goin' insane   But I'm addicted to the hustle I'm trapped in the game   Whatz next   I'm goin' crazy   Tell me tell me what the fuck am I suppose to do   Whatz next      [A3:]   (Aye its on A3)   Makaveli tried to warn us   But niggaz 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 niggaz 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 niggaz 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 niggaz get scarred in the game      Whatz next      [Chorus x2]      [Jay Rock:]   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 niggaz 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   Niggaz in gardens   LAPD is the target   Niggaz 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      Whatz next      [Chorus x2]