[Whatta you know?] (3x)

B-Real:
Whatta you know?  The nigga stole my dough
So I reached in the closet for the 4-4
[Whatta you know?]  Jus' hold on, just wait a minute
It's gone, along with my big bad nickel-plated
Whatta you know?  The fucker took my phone
I still can't believe that he robbed my home!
Whatta you know?  I think he got to the herb
And the ferria, and the jewlery, and the Mausberg
Whatta you know?  I can't find my keys to the 6-5
All the way live on D's
Whatta you know?  I can't find 
Presidential lyrics



[Sean Paul (Lil Jon)]
Ya, yeah... (YEAH!) A-town is on again...A-town, A-town (YEAH!) A-town, yeah
Y'all kno how we do round this town... (WHAT?!)
Youngbloodz...lil jon... (OKAAAAY!)

Choke dat fiend (dat fiend)... nawha mean (nawha m
my Rolex
With the 21 diamonds, shinin' on flecks
Whatta you know?  When I find that mark-ass nigga,
I'ma cut out his fuckin' heart!

Sen-Dog:
Whatta you know?  I came up on this baller
For the dollar and the weed sack, and his Impala!
Whatta you think, when you can't trust your so-called homie
Like me, and you thought that you know me?
Whatta you feel, when you're lookin' in the closet
And the gat's gone, and so is your cellular phone?
Whatta you know?  I took your loot and the jewels
With the buddah and the laptop in the nickel-p
The Choice lyrics

Tommy lead his class in high school
Seemed he had everything
We all could see him goin' somewhere
'Til he crashed his dreams
His girlfriend's father called him late one night
The news he heard would change his life
Whatcha gonna do?
Wha
ated tool!
Whatta you know?  Now I run the show
With the phat pockets and the nigga's fly gold
Wahtta you think, when ya ass gets jacked 
By a homie who was supposed to have your back?

B-Real:
Whatta you know?  I'm rollin' in my zone
And I think I see the puto who rigged my home
[Whatta you think?]  I got the glock in the glove
Should I dump on the man, leave him lying in the mud?
Wahtta you know?  He pulled out my 4-4
Now I got no choice, so I let it all flow
[Whatta you know?]  The motherfucker's all blastin'
4-5 equal, in time
Relention lyrics

It's hard to say where I've been
Or am, sleeping in the dark
I don't know where I live
Dirty (splintered) palace walls
I'm returning from something
To something
I'm returning from something
To something
Guess I'm alright
for some tractions
[Whatta you know?]  Slide action, no question
Forty-five slug is bad for your complexion
[Whatta you know?]  The puto's cryin' like a bitch
Now the puto's lyin' in a fuckin' ditch!

B-Real (spoken):
[Whatta you know?]  You can't even trust your fuckin' best homeboy these days, homes.
[Whatta you know?]  You got to sleep with one nine fuckin' open ...
[Whatta you know?]  Payback's a motherfuckin' bitch!
[Whatta you know?]  That puto should've watched his fuckin' back.

[Whatta you know?] (repeated till end)