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Here We Go Lyrics

Yo it's the slick, rugged d***, tripe n**** from the heights again
I'm gettin' nice again, enter p****** like mice and men
So why pretend to be something that you aint
you got me laughin to tha f***** bank and plus I'll do ya something stank
(n****)
I'm bad to the bone, gnaws on the gristle puttin the squeeze on n*****,
so (what?) f*** mr. whipple if ya nibble on my ear, baby girl, it might tickle
I drink Old E like Fred D drink the ripple
Word ta God, n***** wanna play hard rock for doses, that s*** got to go, i c***
back, shot the flow, CAUGHT!
now hook 'em to the respirator drip,
the s*** bag to his hip while he vision in tha escalator
now play tha humble in the tunnel with the bright light at tha end of it, word
is born time ta end this s***

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here we go
here we go yo, time ta get dough
that's how it is yo, that's how it go
x3

Guess who's next up ta flex, no need ta introduce
we holdin down tha spot just like tha pimps do on the 40 deuce
so here's the story, kid ya bore me, don't ignore me
you gettin kills in my territory
You think you're clever sun, but you never sun
gonna get a chance ta f***** con me like edison
i think ya better run cause i'm comin atcha
and what the f*** ya gonna do when i catch ya
ya liddle bastid you'll get that a** kicked, when i blast it
your gonna end up in a f***** casket,
i kicks tha mad s*** i come ta show tha flow
you're f***** with a pro but i guess by now ya know, so
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well now i gotcha n***** stumblin', i see ya fumblin, kill tha mumblin
cause when i'm on tha track i'm never wack when i be rumblin'
like this, like that, i'm fatter than the fattest,
n***** wish they had this, they know my style's the f***** baddes',
you got tha status, but yo you're just a p****, i'll f*** your girl i'll make
her do that watussi
you need protection when in my section, for the injection, another one in my
f***** collection
I blast off like a rocket, so don't knock it,
till ya try it, i come deep like a riot, ya can't deny it,
i keep it on lock, a forty and blunt ma'f**** and ya don't stop
i'm on tha scene with tha nicotine puffa,
i gut ya clean ta make your f***** spleen rupture,
nice with the ways since the days ask n*****, i know a lot of rap figures and
pushin' crack n*****
perhaps wack n***** need ta play tha back step
i got styles for days, but styles aint even hatch yet
hate me, but never violate me
used to smoke a pound a week but i been gettin higher lately
rhyme sayers need prayers cause snipers gettin hot
when you make tha sign of the cross X marks tha spot
L clips to my lips with my n***** to my side
3-80 sesh in the 3-25
oops i'm at the eight now, beast think I push more rock than mr slate, i'm fat
like ricki lake, here we go.
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