Luyện nghe bài hát Here I Go!!

What you, what you do? What you gon', uh?
you, what you gon' do nigga?
What you, what you What you gon' do, nigga?

Here I go, here I go, here I go, here I go , I go

I know niggaz ain't fuckin' wit me 'cuz I cant fuck wit my damn self
I go
I know y'all niggaz ain't fuckin' wit me 'cuz I cant wit my damn self
I go

Da man right,
(Da man right, chea)
Da man, da man right,
man right, chea
Here I go, I go

Y'all betta get ready to rumble
Get in da line like a conga, like plumbin'
like gumbo, y'all muthafukkaz ain't ready
Hey, to dem boyz, get at dem and cut dey ass
As sharp as a dope, I don,t, herbs I do
You bitches couldn't see me wit a birds eye view, ooh

It's alive, finna yo head spin
Stop walkin' da one way to a fukkin' end
Bitch ya yellow, coward hearted, gotta erase dem
Get da gas and he can go, get this fire started
Yo, jump like a base line bump
You bad enough to meet the alligator in the

I go, here I go, here I go, here I go , here I go
Here I go, here I go, here I go, I go , here I go
Here I go, I go, here I go
Da man right,

I know y'all niggaz ain't fuckin' wit me 'cuz I fuck wit my damn self
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

What you muthafuckas know 'bout
(what you muthafuckas know rappin'?)
Who put you on the
(Who put you on the map?)

I know y'all niggaz fuckin' wit me 'cuz I cant fuck wit my damn self
(My self)
I go

Da man right,
(Somebody said you wuz lookin' for me)
I go, here I go, uh, uh, damn
(Somebody said you was lookin' for me)
Uh, uh, all
(Uh, what you be doin'? you be doin'?)

Rhyme slayin', straight, suckaz I'm
Hoes, I'm layin', can't barely stand
I got 'em layin' and prayin' the man
Ask them hoez, I playin' wit 'em

get beef, I haveta turn my cheek
Cock back like like Mad Max and knock out one of dem fuckin'
I'm a mean, machine, the executioner, be appeased wit gillotine
My is rural, I'll hit on ya poodle
After disaster, have ya sippin' on noodle

Get ya ass in gear and gettin' fucked ya winnin'
I'm the shark in the dark, bitch at night don't go
'Cuz if you do you doomed [unverified], I'll be da of da looney toons

Sweatin' and gaspin', I'm a assasin
All this and smashin', kickin' ass wit a passion
Mystikal's on a role, just cold
(Ice cold)

Anotha nigga couldn't touch me wit a
Wanna fight Iron but ya too damn light
Like a knife, I'll rip ya from ya ass to ya appetite, gangsta
a [unverified] I'm the foreign minister, don't brag fast

Wanna Bring a body bag
I'm gonna need it, to yo stupid ass
I observe, to serve, rhymes I heard like words of King George III
I proceed, to mislead the hoes I cheated
Devour its sour like Johnny Appleseed

I intrude, call me rude, bitch, I'm smooth, whatch ya fuckin' attitude
Blast the past, curse like I'm mad, I'm like a black cat
On the of a fat rat, you finna overdose
And choke off these I wrote

Somebody said you wuz lookin' for me

Here I go, I go, here I go, here I go , here I go
Here I go, I go, here I go, here I go , here I go
I go, here I go, here I go, here I go , here I go
Here I go, da man right,

Im comin straight for yo throat, like a coyote on a
Nobody know, you me like a hoe be no, you hoe
find a antidote 'cuz when I start to float
Murder he wrote, huff puff and bluff, come, this rough stuff
And get cuffed, buffed and scuffed

You hit this, get with this no witness
I'm bad to da bone, I'll fuck you up with the
I paid my dues, I'm bad to fools, I choose you lose
Fuck you fools, I wreck Boo-Coo crews wit the I use

I'm to be feelin like ZZ Hill 'cuz I'm screamin' and screamin'
And singin the blues you be
I never bled in battle, I to lose
You can bring ya whole posse, bitch I still lose

I'll stomp ya staff, you must want a bloodbath
Fuckin' riff-raff, break you in and laugh
Then and served you I [unverified] and heard you
Think dem words you heard, you fuckin' nerd

You to probably rob me, dodge me
Fuckin', fightin', makin' on my hobby
Freezin' degrees run 'em up, 'em up, buttered 'em up
What up? Wanna Bitch, put 'em up

How dat sound? Come, get down
Bolos, I throw bitch you won't no round
I bet let's see, what we can fuck wit
Step dat ass in the ring and jab it and jet
(Ding)

'Cuz I am the baddest black of the South
If you run up, you'll get knocked the out
Pound for pound, for blow, we can go into the ring, ass whoopin'

Here I go, I go, here I go
Da man right