The D.O.C. — What Would You Do?

[Intro: Six2] Number 1's it's Mr. Two Face The Bitch Killa You know I've been known to get beside myself at times [Verse 1: Six2] It was a cold dark stormy night, similar to this one The city stood still, and he was dressed to kill Sportin' dickeys, and in Hi-Tec boots, picture that Plus he muggin' the mean way, in the Green Bay, starter jacket and hat What's goin' on in the city after dark, you never know let the story unfold One of these lost souls was a female (what's up?) Let me tell what had happened, drop the low down by detail The bitch squared the game off, simple as that I guess y'all still don't know that you can't trust no ho I'm crawlin' down berry, made a right on miller What was it, 1996 when 2Face became The Bitch Killa? That's around the time I straight said fuck it Last night on the news, they say a bitch was abducted The ho was found duct-taped, that I know They sexually abused her, and cut her throat [Hook 1: Six2 & U.P.-T.I.G.H.T.] What would you do if 2Face came to pop ya? (The heat of the moment) Number one component, pain got ya, (The police can't stop ya) The church can't either, D-O-A in Fort Worth, that's where I leave ya What would you do if 2Face came to pop ya? (The heat of the moment) Number one component, pain got ya, (The police can't stop ya) The church can't either, in the streets of 8-1-G, is where I leave ya [Verse 2: U.P.-T.I.G.H.T.] I went to school wit' him, shot pool wit' him, acted a fool wit' him Drunk a brew wit' him, who'd ever know that I'd be losin' him? Never hung around with street thugs, or sold drugs Still, he caught three or four slugs and landed in the mud Facedown, his mother came I seen her breakdown From kilos, to OG's, when bullets hit the sleeve Of his jacket, super magnetic, I'm never gone forget it The pain embedded, retaliation is not suggested Parental advisory, I want my mood the child provide me Took him inside, ambulance arrived to get his body Jumped in the 88, travelin' doin' 95 or better Time to recover his Beretta, slipped in my sweater Down to do whatever, buffalo soldier Leather seats in the Oldsmobile feel like a sofa Gun in my jeans, like they the holster Comin' close to mental malfunction, continue punchin' the gas Wonderin' if today is gone be his last Don't even ask if I'm mad, got a ski mask In my overnight bag in the trunk underneath the pump In case I need to dump, rather beat the punk with bare hands Aggravated glossy-eyed, I'm on the highway in a trance Hit the service road, runnin' through lights, like they were all green The thought of him inside a pine box was all I seen Was it over green or a case of mistaken identity Either way now they my enemies, I cut the car [Hook 2: U.P.-T.I.G.H.T. & Six2] What would you do if someone shot ya main partner, (the heat of the moment) Number one component, pain got ya, (The police can't stop ya) The church can't either, puttin' in work for Dallas streets, is how I leave ya What would you do if someone shot ya main partner, (The heat of the moment) Number one component, pain got ya, (The police can't stop ya) The church can't either, puttin' in work for 2-1-dope, is how I leave ya [Verse 3: Six2] Stepped out my house, stopped short, oh no Solid black rag, wrapped around a .44 Had a money situation with a fool next door Disfigured his face and left him dead at the front door Won't hesitate, to annihilate a punk ho Gots to get ghost and regroup in Acapulco Police got leads, but they really not fo' sho' though Suspect was last seen in como, showin' out You shoulda seen him in his .44 Glock Had his, enemies nervous, beggin' please don't serve us In situations like these, I've been known to show out He got his chest plate blowed out Easily I approach Your set in a jack mask, go ballistic on yo bitch ass Y'all hoes ain't ready for 2Face Been down since day uno, and ready to catch a case Aggravated armed robbery is the plan No need for skizzin', 'cause the clock keeps tickin' So what's some aggravated shit without a pistol in it The police say the suspects have not been apprehended [Hook 1: Six2 & U.P.-T.I.G.H.T.] What would you do, if Two-Face came to pop ya? (The heat of the moment) Number one component, pain got ya, (The police can't stop ya) The church can't either, D-O-N Fort Worth, that's where I leave ya What would you do, if Two Face came to pop ya? (The heat of the moment) Number one component, pain got ya, (The police can't stop ya) The church can't either, in the streets of 8-1-G, is where I leave ya