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There He Go
Lyricist:Guillotine, Carlos Stephens, Michael Tyler
Whatcha gone do, whatcha gone do nigga huh?
There he go, there he go, there he go (Get that mother fucker) There he go, there he go, there he go (Get that mother fucker) There he go, there he go, there he go (Get that mother fucker)
If you gone be down, be down, stay down Get the fuck from 'round me Nigga let me know if you got some type of fuckin' problem We can solve it, wash it up and dissolve it Up the pistol lay it down on the carpet
I ain't come here for no fuckery, don't fuck with me Niggas sly be ducking like PAC 'Cause I'm a hoodlum like Skull Duggery You can't get enough of me Don't worry bout the pain bitch 'cause you gone die suddenly
They be playin' taps for your ass at reveille You ain't gone need no do not disturb 'Cause you gone sleep heavenly I'm reminisce about my baby, then I wipe my tear Plottin' revenge on one of these bitch ass nigga out chya
I done lost it, I done surpassed mad I can't keep still 'cause my nerves are bad I punch the brick wall with my balled up fist I know I can't rest till I catch that bitch
There he go, there he go, there he go (Get that mother fucker) There he go, there he go, there he go (Get that mother fucker) There he go, there he go, there he go Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com (Get that mother fucker)
There he go, there he go with his ol' lady Deck out hands down, back turned like its all grave Why nigga? Now bye bye nigga Took a long but I got that nigga fine
And ya'll gonna have to forgive me This nigga here can cancel New Years 'Cause he ain't even much gone live to see Christmas Wrong, wrong! Nigga get your issue I was beatin' up his kidney with this motherfuckin' 50
The job well done make dick get hard I bagged that bitch with the pistol then I walked the fuck off Huh, what goes around comes around my nigga So why I'm still here I'm a hold down my nigga
This for the gangstas and killas, drug dealers and wig splitters This for my niggas locked down and all the niggas that feel us This for the projects and ghettos with the scatter sight And every street nigga thats duckin' them flash lights
There he go, there he go, there he go (Get that mother fucker) There he go, there he go, there he go (Get that mother fucker) There he go, there he go, there he go (Get that mother fucker)
Hum, yeah, this Guillotine bitch, Father Foolishness I'm still here, what about yo self? You still runnin' nigga, 'cause we lookin' for yah Bitch you must believe that a nigga lookin' for yah So keep runnin', and we will keep comin' as long as you runnin' We gonna make money, so fuck everything you stand for nigga Father Foolishness, you owe me
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