Yo it's the slick fuckin trick tight nigga from the Heights again

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