Yung Berg - Where Do We Go [Clean Version]Lyrics

Bro what's poppin' It's 'bout time real shy town niggas link up Without no further a due I give you Yung Berg and Twista let's get it in Aye (Aye) If ya'll niggas don't 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 eight digits that is Let's go (Let's go) [Chorus: Repeat 2X] Where do we go from here Where do we go from here (Take it all you need me) Nobody gave me nothing I made fifty of a pack When I made a hundred I ran straight to the block Bounced back with the work like (Take it all you need me) Yes sir Niggas better get with the program I'm fast on a track But I kill a slow jam Oh man, god damn (Take it all you need me) YB gang that's 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 With 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, that's us Too fast, too hard (Take it all you need me) Young buck, catch up Yep I'm a prime time player Shorty don't 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 with it You ain't got shit to say less you did it You ain't never came from nothin' and blew with it (But) who did it (Yep) I did it YB, that's the new thang yea [Chorus:] 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 I'm 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 I'm a hand it out for him If he need a pistol I'm a hand it out for him (Take it all you need me) Yung Berg and the Twista and I'll vouch for him That's me And the T and I admit it cause no one out here 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 building Just stacking the money up to the ceilin' Ain't no penicillin finna hit 'em When I'm dealing with em ask Yung Berg Where we go after we kill em 'Cause we gettin' money and the rhythm be so wicked It's the reason we can kick it how we kick and It's the reason why we pull up on the thirties (Take it all you need me) And the Hummers and We don't 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 I'm throwing out the other figgas Yung B E R to the G with the TB some killas And we never taking shit from off another nigga Every time I had mo of to dank Niggas think I be finish But I got mo in the tank I'm a score about eighty on 'em And go in the paint (Take it all you need me) I'm a take a chunk of ya chip And then go to the bank so uh [Chorus:] Yes sir Niggas said Dr Wine wasn't nothing Three years later Dr Wine got a budget Four years later now everybody love it (Take it all you need me) Gggoooddd fucking damn Niggas said June wasn't 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 what's 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 Eighty fourth 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) That's right I'm a 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 one, better live what you speak bout Rule two, don't slip when you creep out Rule three, grab heat when you leave out Rule four, don't rush nigga ease out (Take it all you need me) And rule five fall or die Cop that shit that the ballers buy Ride that wip that the ballers drive Big GT Royce Chevy that's ridin' high Swang on 'em when you ridin' by and I'm gone [Chorus:] Yea It's the boss baby Look what you made me Where we going from here So you ridin' with 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 [echo]