Luyện nghe bài hát Here We Go

Chorus: P (repeat 2X)

Here we go we go Here we go (BE BOUT YO BUSINESS)
From the south to the to the mid to the east coast

Verse One: P

I got heroin and
some call me the dope man a young havin thangs
A thug like
went cheddar to cheese from powder to cooked rocks
From the ghetto to the
(to the 3rd ward, Caliope)
Slangin' thangs in the hood to move my records to 54
Got work than the mayor do (mayor do)
it stick to niggas talk shit
like a baller they hair blue
Got more corns fritos
Got more hoe's than Macys muthafuckin Girbauds
Keep the muthafuckin party jumpin (uhh, it, bout it)
For puttin the south on the map Eazy-E did Compton
Hoo-ride with these (gangbangers)
No Limit Soldiers, mercenary killas one up in the chamber
_Got it Made_ Special Ed
Got _Vapors_ than BizMarkie ever had
After Presidents_ like Eric B.
_Hypnotize_ the rap industry Biggie
Going _Federal_ like
the world like Silkk, put my pockets on tilt
Puttin fools _On Hold_ like En
Used to slang white ice cream, now its platinum and

2X

Verse Mystikal

no business
its over for you you get out the door
what the fuck they gon tell you for if you don't already
huh nigga thats all on you to be on top of
But by the they finish fuckin you, bitch you gon learn
no fuckin favors, ain't no fuckin friends
That shit don't mix, business
Be bout yo paper, yo or them bitches will take ya
Make sure yo contract is escilatin' otherwise them bitches will ya
makin big promises on how it's be all good just and be patient
yo album done and gone and you stupid ass still waitin
paper off my work
Them no good son of a bitches got me livin for
I done headlined every hole in the wall in and out the
Humble cause I'm gonna it was meant for me
I'ma get it, makin moves but somethin missin
Fuck how you rap it ain't shit without yo business
No

2X

Verse Three:

I end the world with one line
but I chose to make these suffer
the voice with no muffler, I's a bad motherfucker
Uncover, unleash the beast, dangerous from head to
Can't control my rhymes, because them bitches seep
My teeth, so cold I heats, rising like yeast, bake some beats
Meltin needers off of technique and thats just I speak
Seek and you find that my mind is beyond
and niggas lines behind the times of my first lines
Shit I'm in my prime, I want it with the mic or the
For mine it protects to the blind (he ain't lying)
And I ain't dying line goes the the chase
P done gave me the break for me to make some
still dope I cook in sake, got ass hoes to bake
Thats a dumb nigga lure, you wanna smoke
Cause business makin me a weed conniseur
Meet the have-been, one of the men on this note
Who wanna get served by the nigga, the at the throat
You you bad but bitch you never had
A nigga to give more heart attacks than Sanford had

Chorus till

(Master P talking)
To the south (the south)
to the (to the west)
To the mid (to the mid)
to the motherfuckin (to the east)
To the (to the motherfuckin world)
No Limit, I come whenever we want to
2nd, get the fuckin world high
bout my business, ha ha,
Master P, Fiend and Mystikal
Uungh!, bout it it