Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song This Goin' Up, artist - E-40. Date of issue: 24.11.2016
Song language: English
This Goin' Up |
| Up, up, and away we go |
| Got a fifth of that oil, and a bag of 'dro |
| That I copped from the soil, that we finna blow |
| Higher than Pluto, that’s where I’m tryna go |
| Mars, Saturn, out the hempmisphere |
| (Did you say hemisphere?) Nah, the hempmisphere |
| Bars, patterns, hella far from here |
| Buzz Lightyears, not Bud Light beer |
| We been doing this every day, the same thang |
| Mobbin' and mashin' and switching lanes |
| Wylin' and spazzin', it’s a shame |
| Trappin' and traveling, planes and trains |
| Seriousness, out of body experiences |
| Mysterious, curious, furious, hilirious |
| If you test my cool, I’m a do the fool |
| Leave your ass slumped over |
| I’m the same way every time you see me, fool |
| Drunk or either sober |
| I don’t just only like to fuck but I like to get fucked up |
| I don’t just only like the white, I like the dark in my cup |
| Never sell myself short (sell myself short) |
| I’m always in and out of court (LIVING THIS GHETTO LIFE) |
| Trying to get rich twice (rich twice) |
| Three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven (eleven) |
| Never leave the crib, never left without my weapon (weapon) |
| Me and my niggas go with our first mind, not our second |
| (BIATCH!) |
| Bitch, we mob so mainey |
| I can’t stop if she don’t pay me |
| Yeah this slap is so damn crazy |
| 'Cause I mob so goddamn mainey |
| This goin' up |
| This goin' up |
| This goin' up |
| I’m a goddamn maniac mobbin' |
| So every time you see me, bitch, bass throbbin' |
| Golasoaso, Jesus Cristo |
| Husalah guapo, I live illegal |
| Sold perrigo, dump with choppers |
| Husalah Husalah, bend blocks with mobbers |
| Suckas holla’n a «mob"but they really ain’t mobbin' |
| Green light on sight, being stripped and robbed |
| Gettin' sucked in the Chev' like a schizo, then bitch |
| Put a rack on my kicks so the bitches on my dick |
| Eleven-hundred on my shirt 'cause I rep for the turf |
| Yeah, I’m beautiful and gorgeous but chopps is rippin' |
| Bitch, we mob so mainey |
| I can’t stop if she don’t pay me |
| Yeah this slap is so damn crazy |
| 'Cause I mob so goddamn mainey |
| This goin' up |
| This goin' up |
| This goin' up |
| Dopeman, dopeman, pharmaceutal |
| Early on the block with a cup o' noodle |
| Kick door, kick door, no problemo |
| If I think a nigga got it, I’m through that window |
| Gangsta crazy, sniffing coca |
| Pop, pop, pop, my la vida loca |
| No comprende, speak no English |
| If it ain’t about money, potna, it ain’t my business |
| Old school money like Troop and Fila |
| Five chains on, got that Mr. T look |
| Pull up one deep, take your wife off |
| I swear I got a Benz that’ll fuck your life off |
| Bitches out here choosing 'cause they heard I do it big |
| Bitch, don’t give me half of nothing, I need every dime you get |
| (Get up on me) |
| Bitch, we mob so mainey |
| I can’t stop if she don’t pay me |
| Yeah this slap is so damn crazy |
| 'Cause I mob so goddamn mainey |
| This goin' up |
| This goin' up |
| This goin' up |