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| Yung Berg Almost Famous: The Sexy Lady Ep Where Do We Go Bro whats poppin Its bout time real shy town niggas link up Without no further a due I give you Yung Berg and Twista lets get it in Where do we go from here Now that all of the children are grown up And i will respend my time Knowing nobody gives us a hand Aye (Aye) If ya'll niggas dont get ya money right This time you know what sayin I'm giving niggas til the end of 07 bout 08 (Where we going) My bank account gon have 8 digits that is Lets go (Lets go) Nobody gave me nothing I made 50 of a pack When i made 100 I ran straight to the block Bounced back with the work like (Take it all you need me) Yes sir Niggas better get wit the program Im fast on a track But I kill a slow jam Oh man, god damn (Take it all you need me) YB gang thats the new thang Brand new chain is straight from hussein Mo shoes mo cars (Take it all you need me) Mo clothes mo brain Oh yeah You done seen a few niggas Wit a yang like me Never really had doh And shorty like my Never roled around in a drop top V Like me, like we, YB, thats us Too fast, too hard (Take it all you need me) Young buck, catch up Yep Imma prime time player Shorty dont smoke weed She a high time hater and Why date her hand My paper is, (Take it all you need me) Few taller than, a skyscraper Niggas better know how to ride the 101 Big shotgun and i buy another one And another (and another) And another (and another) (Take it all you need me) Keep going, is you wit it You aint got shit to say less you did it You aint never came from nothin and blew wit it (But) who did it (Yep) I did it YB, thats the new Where do we go from here Where do we go from here (Take it all you need me) Where we going from here niggas I know where we going But where you going Don't miss the train nigga Headed straight to the yung boss mansion Southside stand up Location top of the world Westside get up K-Town Twista get em Now now Im a old g in the city and ya knew one day A nigga was gon come along and spit that real shit Wanna bet, what (Take it all you need me) That he too much of a thug for you Wanna be ballers out here to deal with Make it competition go sit on the couch for him If he need work imma hand it out for him If he need a pistol imma hand it out for him (Take it all you need me) Yung Berg and the Twista and i'll vouch for him Thats me Could spit it just so i could spit it Flow a just so could flow a Fuck her like i could fuck her (Take it all you need me) Do her like i could do her Get it how you got to get it Me and my boy came up on tha block Hustling by the bulding Just stacking the money up to the ceilin Aint no penicillin finna hit em When im dealing wit em ask Yung Berg Where we go after we kill em Cuz we gettin money and the roof gon be so wicked Is the reason we can kick it how we kick and Its the reason why we pull up on the 30's (Take it all you need me) And the hummers and We dont give a fuck if we get a ticket and Why I pay a hundred dollars for a watch Five Fifty for a ounce a Kush Three Fifty for a pair of jeans And thirty thousand for a charger (Take it all you need me) Two Hundred for all cops on the first look Got money on the books And we got the dollars for impalers And the thumpers and the hummers And im throwing out the other figgas Yung B E R to the G wit the TB some killas And we never taking shit from off another nigga Everytime i had mo of to dank Niggas think i be finish But i got mo in the tank Imma score about 80 on em And go in the paint (Take it all you need me) Imma take a chunk of ya chip And then go to the bank so uh Where do we go from here Where do we go from here (Take it all you need me) Yes sir Niggas said Dr Wine wasnt nothing 3 years later Dr Wine got a budget 4 years later now everybody love it (Take it all you need me) GGGOOOOODDDDD FUCKING DAMN Niggas said June wasnt that hot JB sitting back and i was gon flop Now we on top like dog i told ya (Take it all you need me) M holla whats good miss ride out Let these motherfuckers Know what we talk about Left lane, yung boss Get ya money we bout to turn the lights out We about to take it straight to the white house Cook crack clean it up then i write down Everything that i see we i come around (Take it all you need me) Every state every hood that i've been around 84th just seen to the buggie down Niggas know i blow weed when i put it down Niggas know i got love niggas know i been plugged (Take it all you need me) Thats right imma a prince of the shy town So where my southside niggas at right now We gon all line up in a single file And give the whole world something they can sing about (Take it all you need me) Rule 1 better live what you speak bout Rule 2 dont slip when you creep out Rule 3 grab heat when you leave out Rule 4 dont rush nigga ease out (Take it all you need me) And Rule 5 fall or die Cop that shit that the ballers buy Ride that wip that the ballers drive Big GT Royce Chevy thats ridin high Swang on em when you ridin by and im gone Where do we go from here Where do we go from here (Take it all you need me) Yea Its the boss baby Look what you made me Where we going from here So you ridin wit us so good luck You could be with this or that Yea So there you have it Eat your fucking heart out on this one Yung Berg, Twista Ugh |
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