Too Short - Here We Go Lyrics
Chorus: jermaine dupriWe talk shit, cause we are the shitNever looked back since we started itWhen ya'll want heat we provide it, ride it'til the wheels fall of, shaking 'em all offSix figure niggas with it, over did it, spit itIn ways that'll cause a rushKeeping your face in a state of disgustHating but still trying to be like usVerse one: jay-zTwist the lime on the corona, grab my crime diplomaThen head to the block, to pull up five in the monaShit, i need to chrome up, become a home ownerLook lifes a *****, but im on herI almost cracked this, no more hustling backwardsUp the ave i zip, nigga trying to have shitIm your average, ghetto nigga turned maverickYou'd never, said to a nigga "whateve for the cash, im with"I dont have step, i leave it in youre averixThen shoot it it the air, whateva i have leftOutlaw, simply i out draw y'allWether clubs or the street, i out ball y'allNiggas aint ready, i doubt all y'allFly ass niggas i reroute all y'allIf it aint for the paper i dont show my face upMake a bet i turn the ace up, $hort and jay, whatVerse two: too $hortI never stop making money dont give 'em no slackDrinking dirty mother*****ers til a hoe come backWith my scratch, ***** i was born to mackTo uphold the pimping, i was sworn to thatI hear a lot of shit talking when i listen to rapOnly a few mc's get to hang that plaqueOn the wall rappers ball, but they dont live phatNigga, i doubt if you go gold or platinumWhat we do has only been mastered by a fewI take a half a million tapes sell 'em straight to youAll that shit niggas talking just cant be realI dont need a record deal, i need eighteen wheelsI roll right up in the hood i got tapes for sell*****es running in their house they cant wait to tellSomebody, she got a new too $hort tapeAnd hes spitting pimp game with his homeboy jayChorus: jermaine dupriWe talk shit, cause we are the shitNever looked back since we started itWhen ya'll want heat we provide it, ride it'til the wheels fall of, shaking 'em all offSix figure niggas with it, over did it, spit itIn ways that'll cause a rushKeeping your face in a state of disgustHating but still trying to be like usVerse three: too $hortNow here they come again the gold diggas trying to get paid,Wanna trick the old rich niggas, trying to get laidShe'll suck his dick, as soon as she meet himDont have to sell a body for me i dont need herTo turn tricks for me, how much you cost *****?Im all about large bank depositsOn and off the mic i always set trendsEither you see with *****es, or im rolling with pimpsBrook-laan to oakland, i keep smokin'Jay-z and short dog at these hoes againThe kinda niggas that'll take a square ***** around the cornerPut this pimp game on herI dont ***** with broke hoes and i dont trickBut i'll still rub my big ass dick on her clitGet her hooked, wanna be mine i need some moneyIf she aint kicking in all the time she dont want meVerse four: jay-zHoes, flows, money, carsY'all wannabe stars cant ***** with none of these barsThis is real nigga rap, we can spit it through the micAnd you can feel niggas scratch, and sell a mil if thatSo real when we drop this shit its in troubleWhen i guess the pair you gotta ship it doubleIn the independent phenom, y'all minature donsWannabe jigga, pops styles and hennessy richa'When i die, leave my canopy richa'I put it down hard ever since i entered the pit'chaCan ***** with me for records to the recreational cent'aI got it wrapped y'all from the grammys to the back parkShort dog y'all, what you thought y'all, oakland, bk, new york y'allBe the voice for the streets we supply for yearsAnd go platinum on our most quiet yearsChorus: jermaine dupriWe talk shit, cause we are the shitNever looked back since we started itWhen ya'll want heat we provide it, ride it'til the wheels fall of, shaking 'em all offSix figure niggas with it, over did it, spit itIn ways that'll cause a rushKeeping your face in a state of disgustHating but still trying to be like usChorus repeat 2x