Here I Go (Explicit)歌词-Hustle Gang&Young Dro&Shad Da God&T.I.&Spodee&Mystikal

Here I Go (Explicit)歌词由Hustle Gang&Young Dro&Shad Da God&T.I.&Spodee&Mystikal演唱，出自专辑《Hustle Gang Presents: G.D.O.D. (Get Dough Or Die) [Explicit]》，下面是《Here I Go (Explicit)》完整版歌词！

Here I Go (Explicit)歌词完整版

Here I Go (Explicit) - Hustle Gang/Young Dro/Shad Da God/T.I./Spodee/Mystikal

Free my ni**a Spodee

You know this sh*t get crazy

A to the max to the max

What you stand for

Ni**a cry me 'catch fifty verse '

Chopper so big ni**a hit the verse

Almost roll down on you and your partners

So perfect you won't think the sh*t will hurt

I just spit the verse who came under repercussions

Aka catch the Russians

Blood is washing cold a** Swish accounts

So you know my'

Teddy Ruxpin ni**a I'm a bad

Bad Kush ni**a put it in the L

Bad need crippled deliver'

Chinchillas cover my b**ches over there

West Side other niggas killing over there yeah

East Side I can't pimp without Slim

It's forty on deck can't kill him without him

Three crazy front packing on bill

I'm kicking my sh*t ain't cooling about to smoke another O

Kicking my feet up done ni**a chill up probably rolling with your hoe

Now the foe got something to say about where I've been and where I go

I heard ni**a were looking for me can't say 'ni**a here I go '

Here I go oh oh oh

Here I go oh oh oh

P**sy ni**a here I go oh oh

Here I go oh oh oh

P**sy ni**a here I go

Probably with your b**ch

Big butt can't fit up in this seat

Hold the whole block get you two '

Hold the whole band made the AP'

You don't wanna f**k b**ch you wanna f**k my wrist

Tell her like'f**k that b**ch

I say 'f**k that b**ch '

By the three fifty something went back to the neighborhood but that b**ch

You ni**a better go with the bust that sh*t

I say fifty ain't empty at another clip

I'm West Side rhyming I'm Hooper still

On the phone saying I want my lil cousin in here

I'm at the South Side right now

Ain't none new in the wood with some d**e and some Kush

And my ni**a we're so decent

Even if it ain't no I'm striped like a fool b**ch

I know ni**a that co-work'

Ride with Bruce like it's no'

Call two pairs also mother f**king focus

All these niggas that is G is just p**sy to me

Ten years in the game still a rookie to me

You don't like what I'm saying

Here me right now ni**a you ain't got love for me

I'm kicking my sh*t ain't cooling about to smoke another O

Kicking my feet up done ni**a cheat up probably rolling with your hoe

Now the foe got something to say about where I've been and where I go

I heard ni**a were looking for me can't say 'ni**a here I go '

Here I go oh oh oh

Here I go oh oh oh

P**sy ni**a here I go oh oh

Here I go oh oh oh

P**sy ni**a here I go

I'm made for this steak and lobster at my table's dish

Been kicking this flavor sh*t

But it's gater b**ch (Watch out hoe )

Joe is my brother from another mother we made it clear

A million slim from Dakota tree

F**k with us get your cater split (for real)

I spit rhymes like I'm six-nine and my genesis

Need pics' take the pic lines clique trying to portray this sh*t (b**ch)

B**ch I'm big time don't play with this

I got six nots when I clique mine your whole clique dying

I pay to you

Yeah we're the three hundred ni**a

If you want the whole you better come and get it

It's pimping here I ain't no babysitter

I got thirty shoes with (check )

' ni**a so lame I bear for the limelight

F**k what you heard the chopper get a motherf**ker mind right

I'm kicking my sh*t ain't cooling about to smoke another O

Kicking my feet up done ni**a chill up probably rolling with your hoe

Now the foe got something to say about where I've been and where I go

I heard ni**a were looking for me can't say 'ni**a here I go '

Here I go oh oh oh

Here I go oh oh oh

P**sy ni**a here I go oh oh

Here I go oh oh oh

P**sy ni**a here I go

Baby swinging on the track like a lumberjack

I'm doper than a drum full of crack

I get it popping like I'm lining the boat

Yeah mother f**ker I got my thunder back

My looks made your sister wanna ride the dick

My beats made your brother wanna bow the rap

My smoke made the dead wanna roll the block

And momma I ain't got time for that

'On the song

Rhyme rhyme rhyme

B**ch I rip these shows you can ask these hoe

They be stand up in the front screaming 'we want more '

How was that' hour

She couldn't catch a breath and still she want more

After the show I handle my mother f**king business

I say more

OG murder that b**ch

You say it is real familiar and it was real familiar

So I let her hurt that b**ch

Give a f**k that was '

Give a sh*t some day

Give a damn yeah

You're looking for me b**ch

Here I go oh oh oh

Here I go oh oh oh

P**sy ni**a here I go oh oh

Here I go oh oh oh

P**sy ni**a here I go