Luyện nghe bài hát Where Do We Go

Bro, what's
It's 'bout time, real niggas link up
Without no a due
I give you Berg and Twista, let's get it in

Where do we go from
Now that all of the are grown up
And I will my time
Knowing gives us a hand

Aye
(Aye)
If y'all niggas get ya money right
This you know what sayin'
I'm niggas till the end of 07 'bout 08
(Where we going?)
My bank gon' have eight digits that is
go
(Let's go)

Nobody me nothing
I 50 of a pack
I made 100
I ran straight to the
Bounced back with the like
(Take it all, you me)
Yes, sir

better get wit the program
I'm on a track
But I kill a jam
Oh man,
(Take it all, you me)

YB gang, that's the new
Brand new is straight from Hussein
Mo shoes, mo
(Take it all, you me)
Mo clothes, mo brain, oh

You done seen a few
Wit a like me
Never had doh and shorty like my
Never around in a drop top V

Like me, like we, YB, us
Too fast, too
(Take it all, you me)
Young Buck, up, yep

prime time player
Shorty, don't weed
She a high time and
Why date her hand, my is
(Take it all, you me)
Few taller a skyscraper

Niggas better how to ride the 101
Big shotgun and I buy one and another
(And another)
And
(And another)
(Take it all, you me)
going, is you wit it?

You got shit to say less you did it
You ain't never came nothin' and blew wit it
(But)
Who did it?
(Yep)
I did it
YB, the new

Where do we go from
do we go from here?
(Take it all, you me)

we going from here niggas?
I where we going
But where you
Don't miss the train

Headed straight to the Boss mansion
South side up
Location top of the
West get up K-Town, Twista get 'em

Now, now, I'm a old G in the city and ya one day
A nigga was come along and spit that real shit
bet, what?
(Take it all, you me)
That he too of a thug for you
Wanna be ballers out to deal with

it competition, go sit on the couch for him
If he need work hand it out for him
If he a pistol I'ma hand it out for him
(Take it all, you me)
Yung Berg and the Twista and I'll vouch for him, me

Could spit it just so I could it
a just so could flow a, fuck her like I could fuck her
(Take it all, you me)
Do her like I do her, get it how you got to get it

Me and my boy came up on tha
Hustling by the
Just stacking the money up to the
Ain't no penicillin hit 'em
I'm dealing wit 'em ask Yung Berg
Where we go after we 'em?

'Cuz we gettin' and the roof gon' be so wicked
Is the reason we can it how we kick
And it's the why we pull up on the 30's
(Take it all, you me)
And the Hummers and we give a fuck
If we get a and

Why I pay a hundred for a watch?
Five fifty for a ounce a kush, fifty for a pair of jeans
And thirty thousand for a
(Take it all, you me)
Two for all cops on the first look
Got on the books

And we got the dollars for
And the Thumpers and the
And I'm out the other figgas
Yung B E R to the G wit the TB killas
And we never taking from off another nigga

Every time I had mo of to
Niggas I be finish
But I got mo in the
I'ma about 80 on 'em

And go in the
(Take it all, you me)
I'ma take a of ya chip
And then go to the so, uh

do we go from here?
Where do we go here?
(Take it all, you me)

Yes sir, niggas said Dr Wine wasn't
3 years Dr Wine got a budget
4 years later now everybody it
(Take it all, you me)
God fucking

Niggas said June that hot
JB sitting and I was gon' flop
Now we on top dog I told ya
(Take it all, you me)

M holla what's miss ride out
Let motherfuckers
Know what we talk
Left lane, Yung

Get ya money we 'bout to the lights out
We about to take it to the white house
Cook crack it up then I write down
Everything that I see we I come
(Take it all, you me)
Every state every that I've been around

84th, just seen to the buggie
Niggas know I blow weed I put it down
Niggas know I got love, niggas know I been
(Take it all, you me)
That's I'ma a prince of the Chi-Town

So my south side niggas at right now
We all line up in a single file
And give the whole world they can sing about
(Take it all, you me)

Rule 1, better live what you bout
2, don't slip when you creep out
Rule 3, grab when you leave out
Rule 4, don't nigga ease out
(Take it all, you me)
And 5, fall or die

Cop that shit that the buy
Ride that wip that the ballers
Big GT Chevy that's ridin' high
Swang on 'em you ridin' by and I'm gone

do we go from here?
Where do we go here?
(Take it all, you me)

Yea, it's the boss,
Look what you me
Where we from here?
So you ridin' wit us so luck
You be with this or that

Yea, so there you it
Eat your fucking out on this one
Berg, Twista, ugh