Das EFX

Das EFX - Here We Go songtekst

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I'm gettin nice again as the pussy's like *?Micalin?*
 So I pretend to be somethin that you ain't
 You got me laughin til the fuckin bank'll bust  I'll do ya somethin
 sick
 I'm bad to the bone  gnaws at the gristle
 Puttin the squeeze on niggas so (what?) fuck Mr Whipple
 If you live along my end  yeah baby girl I might tickle (c'mon)
 I drink Gold E like Fred D drank the ripple
 Word to God, niggas wanna play hard rap-a-dosis
 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
 Chorus:
 Here we go
 Here we go yo, time to get dumped
 Yeah that's how it is yo and that's how it go
 *repeat x3*
 Well guess who's next up to flex, no need to introduce
 We're holdin down the spot just like the pimps that wanna 40-deuce
 So here's the story, kid you bore me, don't ignore me
 You're gettin killed in my territory (word up)
 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
 Chorus
 Well now I got you niggas stumblin, I see you fumblin, kill the
 mumblin
 Cos when I'm on the track I'm never wacked 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 saddest but yo you're just a pussy
 My fuckin girl'll make you do the wa-toosie
 You need protection when in my section
 With the injection, the 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
 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 wacked niggas need to play the back step
 I got styles with days but styles ain't even hatch-ed
 I'm super fly hatin but never violatin
 We use to smoke a pound a week but now we're gettin higher lately
 Rhyme-sayers need prayers cos sniper's gettin hot
 When you make the sign of the cross, X marks the spot
 Ill clips to my ribs with my niggas to the side
 3-80 stash in the 3-25
 Oops I'm at the eight now, bees think I push
 more rock than Mr Slay, I'm fat like Ricki Lake
 Chorus
 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
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Auteur: Chris Charity, Derek Lynch

Componist: ?

Publisher: EastWest Records America

Details:

Uitgegeven in: 1995

Taal: Engels

Komt voor op: Hold It Down (2019)

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