笨小笨Go In歌词由Hotboy Wes演唱，出自专辑《Left For Dead， Vol.1》，下面是《Go In》完整版歌词！
Go In歌词完整版
Go In - Hotboy Wes
Lyrics by：Evgeny Tolstykh/Wesley Lewis
The h*es love it
Street n***a persona thuggin' lonely I got no friends
No friends
***** say Bae you better not play **** what they say just go in
Go in
Break her back blow out her cat rip out her tracks and sew-in
That backend late I blow that Drac' I better not play I go in
Go in
Came grinding off porches
Porches
Crack rocks on torches
Torches
Drop top on Porsches
Skrrt
Driving like Jeff Gordon
Skrrt
All white my Forces
Wait for it don't force it
Nah
Broke and a ***** ain't like all of my pics
Now I'm poppin' my **** in my portraits
Cheese
You know how I'm livin' d
On't play with my feelings inside of my head I hear voices
*****
I'm really a savage I didn't have a daddy
I had to go make me some choices
Choices
Chasin' after my dreams servin' fiends at a FEMA
FEMA
N***as can't even see me I'm feeling like John Cena
N***as can't see me
Moved out of Section 8 I'm catchin' plays in Pasadena
The ones who didn't believe me made 'em all a believer gang
Street n***a persona thuggin' lonely I got no friends
No friends
***** say Bae you better not play **** what they say just go in
Go in
Break her back blow out her cat rip out her tracks and sew-in
That backend late I blow that Drac' I better not play I go in
Go in
Came grinding off porches
Porches
Crack rocks on torches
Torches
Drop top on Porsches
Skrrt
Driving like Jeff Gordon
Skrrt
All white my Forces
Wait for it don't force it
Nah
Broke and a ***** ain't like all of my pics
Now I'm poppin' my **** in my portraits
Cheese
I ain't shakin' no hand n***as gay gay
I just talked to my dog through a JPay
All my diamonds hittin' like a hurricane make a ***** holler A bay bay
I'm a real Crip got hollow tips and an extra clip on the AK
In the alleyway servin' straight hard
I'ma post up **** a face card
I'm a roguish n***a in a racecar
With a 40 Glock and an AR
If you looking for me I don't stay far
I'm where the lions tigers and the apes are gang
Street n***a persona thuggin' lonely I got no friends
No friends
***** say Bae you better not play **** what they say just go in
Go in
Break her back blow out her cat rip out her tracks and sew-in
That backend late I blow that Drac' I better not play I go in
Go in
Came grinding off porches
Porches
Crack rocks on torches
Torches
Drop top on Porsches
Skrrt
Driving like Jeff Gordon
Skrrt
All white my Forces
Wait for it don't force it
Nah
Broke and a ***** ain't like all of my pics
Now I'm poppin' my **** in my portraits
Cheese
The h*es love it
