Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Here We Go, artist - Das EFX.
Date of issue: 31.12.1969
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Here We Go |
Yo it’s the slick fuckin-dick trife nigga from the Heights again |
I’m gettin nice again exin' pussy’s like Mice and Men |
So I pretend to be somethin that you ain’t |
You got me laughin til the fuckin bank and plus, I’ll do ya somethin stank |
I’m bad to the bone, gnaw to the gristle |
Puttin the squeeze on niggas so fuck Mr Whipple |
If you nibble on my ear, baby girl it might tickle |
I drink Olde E like Fred G drank the Ripple |
Word to God, niggas wanna play hard rock for doses |
That shit got to go, I cock back, shot the flow POW! |
CAUGHT, now hook em to the respirator drip |
The shit bag to his hip while he vision in the escalator |
Now play the humble in the tunnel with the bright light |
At the end of it, word is bond, time to end this shit |
Here we go |
Here we go yo, time to get dough |
That’s how it is y’all, that’s how it go |
Guess who’s next up to flex, no need to introduce |
We’re holdin down the spot just like the pimps do on the 40-deuce |
So here’s the story, kid you bore me, don’t ignore me |
You’re gettin killed in my territory |
You think ya clever son but you’re never son |
Gonna get a chance to fuckin call me like Edison |
I think ya better run cos I’m comin at’cha |
And what the fuck you gonna do when I catch ya |
Ya little bastard ya get the last hit |
When I blast it you’re gonna end up in a fuckin casket |
I kicks the mad shit, I come to show the flow |
You’re fuckin with a pro but yo I guess by now ya know, so |
(Dray) |
Well now I got you niggas stumblin, I see you fumblin, kill the mumblin |
Cos when I’m on the track I’m never wack when I be rumblin |
Like dis, like dat, I’m fatter than the fattest |
Niggas wish they had this, they know my style’s the fuckin baddest |
You got the status but yo you’re just a pussy |
Buttfuck your girl, I’ll make her do the Watusi |
You need protection when in my section |
With the injection, I’m number one in my fuckin collection |
I blast off like a rocket, so don’t knock it |
Til you try it, I come deep like a riot |
Ya can’t deny it, I keep it on lock |
(Books) |
A 40 and a blunt motherfucker and you don’t stop |
I’m on the scene with the nicotine puffer |
I gut ya clean and make ya fuckin spleen rupture |
Nice with the ways is the dazed axe nigga |
I know a lotta rap figures and pushin-crack niggas |
Perhaps wack niggas need to play the back step |
I got styles for days but styles ain’t even hatch yet |
I’m super fly, hate me but never violate me |
Used to smoke a pound a week but I be gettin higher lately |
Rhymesayers need prayers cos snipers gettin hot |
When you make the sign of the cross, X marks the spot |
L clips to my lips with my niggas to the side |
3−80 stash in the 3−25 |
Oops I’m at the eighth now, beast think I push |
More rock than Mr Slate, I’m fat like Ricki Lake |
Here we go |
Here we giddo, time to get diddo |
That’s how it is yo, axe how we go |
Here we go |
Here we go, time to get dough |
That’s how it is yo, axe how we go |
Here we go |
Here we go yo, time to get dough |
That’s how it is yo, that’s how we go |
Here we giddo, time to get diddo |
That’s how it is yo, act like we kniddow |
Word up |