Here We Go Lyrics by Mystikal

Here We Go Lyrics

    (intro [e-40])
    Uh, uh, hah!
    Alright, mystikal, (bitch! hombre!) mystikal.
    Alright nigga, this e four o.
    Huh, e four o, e four o, huh.
    Finna get it crankin up in this biatch, what.
    Finna get it crankin up in this biaiatch.
    V-town (v-town), new orleans.
    Check it out.

    [e-40]
    Thangs fine, in the middle of the street, sirens and violens silence
    Muthafuckas play for keeps, violens and diamonds on my grand piano
    Turn the channel, lemme see that, gimme that back
    Muthafucka fool what's your problem? (what's your problem?)
    Nigro, why you wanna pull all on the side of my column
    Column, shot em shot em, got em, stick em, lose em, stock em
    Bitch em, dodge em, block em, stock em, rock em, chop em, scheme em
    Plottin plot em, 45 special, 45 special, nigga with the four five realize

    [b-legit]
    I got this monkey on my back, shit be funky that's a fact
    Screamin up in them swamps though, pocket fulla twamps though
    To stomp hoe, totin my pis-tal
    Up and down them side streets up in my vehi-cal
    Calli still, rally's fell, french quarters at night
    Smoke blunts, get the money, and make shit right
    We're smokin weed pipe, niggas stuff it and roll
    Just some fools bout they paper, way out of control
    Now, here we go

    (chorus [b-legit & e-40])
    Here we go, time to let these niggas know
    Here we go, here we go, uhhhhh
    Here we go, here we go, time to let these niggas know
    Mystikal, p go get the four door
    Here we go, here we go, time to let these niggas know
    Here we go, here we go, uhhhhh
    Here we go, here we go, time to let these niggas know
    Mystikal, master p go get the four door

    [mystikal]
    A-i-n-t-n-o-l-i-m-i-t
    Nigga, we b-o-u-t-i-t-b-o-u-t-i-t
    Fonzarelli, gimme the mike
    Let me get in they ass
    And with the ice cream man we kickin ass
    Came way from the project in new orleans
    Where the drug dealers slang and the killers they blast
    Pass the grass, gimme the weed, smash the gas, we actin bad
    We lookin for the bitches with the pink cookie
    We already got the plastic bag
    Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah
    Our money don't stop, it multiply
    Could this fucker be, p lemme in the pool
    Lemme show ya i pull my size
    I know some of y'all niggas gon probably
    Have a problem with everything we say
    Bitch, g-e-t-o-f-f-m-y-d-i-c-k
    Always been the shit, so i'ma be the shit
    Fuckin with niggas like e four o and b-legit
    Y'all niggas got a pay to feed the men, we the men
    Do it fast or slow, we dressed up straight from a fashion show
    Passin hoes, ain't nothing on the wall
    In the hall but platinum and gold
    I put the dick on the track, and break they back
    To the mighty n.o., came fame, when i brought it to the top
    Here we go, in this b-i-t-c-h

    Chorus

    [master p] (talking with echo)
    Represent, ughhhhhhhhh!
    Ha ha! that's how we gon bubble.
    No limit style. mystikal, nigga.
    E-feezy, b-legit, and master p.
    The kisarme. yeah baby, yeah.
    Represetin ya heard me. how ya do dat dere.
    707, 504, we gettin y'all ready for that there.
    It's a new beginning, a new millenium.
    No limit.

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