Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Go Low , by - Beanie Sigel. Release date: 31.12.2006
Song language: English
Go Low |
| Right about now… |
| Anthalon time |
| Now dun Tell em Rude bwoy |
| East coast, west coast all the way to da down south |
| Everybody this kicking em out |
| Let da man know we large |
| It’s the Broad Street Bully Back, ready to lock in |
| My hand on my twins, underneath where my cock ends, (No no no, no no no) |
| Niggas got cute once they heard I was locked in |
| But here’s where all the bull shit 'bout the Roc ends, (Ay) |
| Fresh over the barbed wire it’s the live wire |
| Disrespectful, ignorant nigga, You suck my dick |
| Drink my piss, can eat my shit |
| Strictly raw-dog when I enter you niggas, (No no no, no no.) |
| No pause, no homo, no vaseline |
| When I end a nigga slowmo with that broomstick nigga, (Yeah) |
| The boss’ll dash when that glick start chopping |
| All y’all fags is drag bitch you’ll lip off poppin' |
| Whatchu know about the S.P. hardheads |
| Ruthless then them niggas that ran in Jabar crib, Flood that strip |
| With 50 shakes, big beards and bald heads |
| Scared couldn’t rent no space where law fear, (No no, no no) |
| You Niggas don’t want it with fat boy |
| You’d rather get your hair permed & pulled, Hit with a strap on |
| I’m a grown ass man, I don’t play no games |
| Death could be your destiny child if you say my name |
| We fire gun shots to the ceiling |
| Yo disrespected us you’re bleeding now |
| No witness na leavin' |
| We puttin' everybody down on the floor, (Hey) |
| So go low, (Low) |
| Everybody go low |
| So go low |
| Everybody go low |
| I’m what the game' missin' (Yes) |
| Young nigga old soul still kickin' |
| New game old rules no snitchin'(Yes) |
| New connect fewer digits, Old money new bitches, (HEY) |
| Paper ain’t shit, I pistol whip |
| A hundred thou' on the swiss movement |
| About a dolla imma get to it |
| And I’m a monster on that thick fluid |
| I run through problems like Tony but I don’t sniff through it |
| I just rock it and spin it the water stick to it |
| Every Day I’m Hustlin', Push It harder than Rick do it, (Yeah yeah yeah yeah) |
| I keep it Cannon like Nick do |
| See me in the streets U Don’t Know Me like Flip do ya? |
| (Whoa!) |
| Disturb the Peace like Cris do it, (Hey!) |
| I bring the Rucker like Skip to ya, (Hey!) |
| Hey young worl' |
| Do you like it when I talk slick to ya |
| Broad Street Bully Back bitch! |
| I’m what the game lackin' |
| Like Joe no Jackson’s |
| Like Kobe' no Shaqin' |
| Like James no Magic |
| You niggas got the game bass akcwards, Same by rights |
| Nobody sufferin' the repercussions for they actions |
| I’m 'bout to get back on my geographic |
| You know South Philly muhfuckas kill at will |
| On site, broad daylight, (We killin' it, We killin' it) |
| Peel that steel |
| 30 shots in the extended, Don’t tempt me |
| Short fuse no wick on it |
| Broad shoulder with a chip on it |
| Get off my dick put yo' bitch on it |
| Man I’m the shit with no stink on it, You smell me? |
| (No no no no no) |
| Fuck you gon' tell me nigga |
| See it’s the real dookie |
| You just a new jacked pookie |
| I ain’t one o' yo' boys in da hood |
| I’m a menace in dis |
| Waste deep repin' State P biotch! |
| No no no, no no no |
| Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah |
| Beanie Sigel |
| And Rock City you know see you in trouble now |
| Konvict Music & State Property a run dem down (dem down) |
| Stop it! |
| Hey! |