Here We Go
Jay-Z feat. Too Short Lyrics


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[Chorus]
We talk shit, cause we are the shit
Never looked back since we started it
When y'all want heat we provide it, ride it
'Til the wheels fall of, shaking 'em all off
Six figure niggas with it, over did it, spit it
In ways that'll cause a rush
Keeping your face in a state of disgust
Hating but still trying to be like us

Twist the lime on the corona, grab my crime diploma
Then head to the block, to pull up five in the mona
Shit, I need to chrome up, become a home owner
Look life's a bitch, but I'm on her
I almost cracked this, no more hustling backwards
Up the ave I zip, nigga trying to have shit
I'm your average, ghetto nigga turned maverick
You'd never, said to a nigga "Whatever for the cash, I'm with"
I don't have step, I leave it in you're averix
Then shoot it it the air, whatever I have left
Outlaw, simply I out draw y'all
Wether clubs or the street, I out ball y'all
Niggas ain't ready, I doubt all y'all
Fly ass niggas I reroute all y'all
If it ain't for the paper I don't show my face up
Make a bet I turn the ace up, and Jay, what

I never stop making money don't give 'em no slack
Drinking dirty motherfuckers til a hoe come back
With my scratch, bitch I was born to mack
To uphold the pimping, I was sworn to that
I hear a lot of shit talking when I listen to rap
Only a few MC's get to hang that plaque
On the wall rappers ball, but they don't live phat
Nigga, I doubt if you go gold or platinum
What we do has only been mastered by a few
I take a half a million tapes sell 'em straight to you
All that shit niggas talking just cant be real
I don't need a record deal, I need eighteen wheels
I roll right up in the hood I got tapes for sell
Bitches running in their house they cant wait to tell
Somebody, she got a new Too tape
And hes spitting pimp game with his homeboy Jay

[Chorus]

Now here they come again the gold diggas trying to get paid,
Wanna trick the old rich niggas, trying to get laid
She'll suck his dick, as soon as she meet him
Don't have to sell a body for me I don't need her
To turn tricks for me, how much you cost bitch?
I'm all about large bank deposits
On and off the mic I always set trends
Either you see with bitches, or I'm rolling with pimps
Brook-laan to Oakland, I keep smokin'
Jay-Z and short dog at these hoes again
The kinda niggas that'll take a square bitch around the corner
Put this pimp game on her
I don't fuck with broke hoes and I don't trick
But I'll still rub my big ass dick on her clit
Get her hooked, wanna be mine I need some money
If she ain't kicking in all the time she don't want me

Hoes, flows, money, cars
Y'all wannabe stars cant fuck with none of these bars
This is real nigga rap, we can spit it through the mic
And you can feel niggas scratch, and sell a mil if that
So real when we drop this shit its in trouble
When I guess the pair you gotta ship it double
In the independent phenom, y'all miniature dons
Wannabe jigga, pops styles and hennessy richa'
When I die, leave my canopy richa'
I put it down hard ever since I entered the pit'cha
Can fuck with me for records to the recreational cent'a
I got it wrapped y'all from the grammy's to the back park
Short dog y'all, what you thought y'all, Oakland, Bk, New york y'all
Be the voice for the streets we supply for years
And go platinum on our most quiet years





[Chorus: x2]

Overall Meaning

In "Here We Go," Jay-Z and Too Short boast about their success and status in the music industry. They confidently proclaim that they are the best and that their music generates heat, drawing envy from others who futilely try to imitate them. Jay-Z has hustled his way to the top, taking risks and making money. He raps about making half a million tapes and selling them straight to the listeners who clamor for his music. Jay-Z's lyrics reflect his business acumen and his understanding of how the music industry works. He sees music as a commodity, and he has the skills to market and sell it. For Jay-Z and Too Short, music is a means of getting rich and living large. The song is an ode to their success and a reminder to their detractors that they are the kings of the game.


The chorus of the song is a confident statement of their success. They are proud of their achievements and do not need any validation from others. They talk shit because they know they are the shit. They have worked hard to get to where they are, and they don't plan on looking back. They provide heat and ride it until the wheels fall off, shaking off anyone who dares to doubt them. They have become six-figure niggas who spit in a way that causes a rush, keeping their audience disgusted and envious. They are hated by those who try to be like them but fail.


Overall, "Here We Go" is a song about success and confidence. It is a celebration of Jay-Z's and Too Short's achievements, and a reminder of their dominance in the rap game. They have hustled their way to the top, and they are here to stay. They do not need anyone's approval and validation, for they know they are the shit.


Line by Line Meaning

We talk shit, cause we are the shit
We're confident in ourselves and our success.


Never looked back since we started it
We've been focused on moving forward since we began.


When y'all want heat we provide it, ride it
We deliver what people want and stick with it.


'Til the wheels fall of, shaking 'em all off
We'll keep going despite any obstacle.


Six figure niggas with it, over did it, spit it
We're wealthy and we show off our success through our music.


In ways that'll cause a rush
Our music is exciting and energizing.


Keeping your face in a state of disgust
Our success might make some jealous or irritated.


Hating but still trying to be like us
Some people might resent us but still want to emulate our success.


Twist the lime on the corona, grab my crime diploma
I'm enjoying my success with a drink in hand before heading out to hustle.


Then head to the block, to pull up five in the mona
I'm going to my neighborhood to make some deals in my car.


Shit, I need to chrome up, become a home owner
I need to upgrade my car and invest in a home.


Look life's a bitch, but I'm on her
Life is difficult but I'm determined to succeed.


I almost cracked this, no more hustling backwards
I'm almost at my goal and won't go back to hustling in the wrong direction.


Up the ave I zip, nigga trying to have shit
I'm driving up the street trying to make things happen.


I'm your average, ghetto nigga turned maverick
I'm just an ordinary guy from the ghetto who's made it big.


You'd never, said to a nigga "Whatever for the cash, I'm with"
I've never compromised my values for money.


I don't have step, I leave it in you're averix
I don't need to prove anything to anyone, I'm just being myself.


Then shoot it it the air, whatever I have left
I'll celebrate my success and keep going even after putting in my all.


Outlaw, simply I out draw y'all
I'm a natural leader and can defeat my opponents.


Wether clubs or the street, I out ball y'all
I'm successful no matter what kind of environment I'm in.


Niggas ain't ready, I doubt all y'all
My competition isn't prepared to match my skills.


Fly ass niggas I reroute all y'all
My success redirects my competitors' plans.


If it ain't for the paper I don't show my face up
I'm only showing up if there's money to be made.


Make a bet I turn the ace up, and Jay, what
I'm confident in my ability to win and Jay-Z agrees.


I never stop making money don't give 'em no slack
I'm always hustling and not slowing down for anyone.


Drinking dirty motherfuckers til a hoe come back
I'm partying and enjoying my success until someone comes back for more.


With my scratch, bitch I was born to mack
I was made for this lifestyle and know how to get women.


To uphold the pimping, I was sworn to that
I'm committed to the pimp lifestyle.


I hear a lot of shit talking when I listen to rap
I hear a lot of bragging and boasting in today's rap music.


Only a few MC's get to hang that plaque
Only a select few achieve real success in the music industry.


On the wall rappers ball, but they don't live phat
Rappers may talk about living large, but most don't actually live that way.


Nigga, I doubt if you go gold or platinum
I don't think you'll achieve real success.


What we do has only been mastered by a few
Our style of music and success is only achieved by a select few.


I take a half a million tapes sell 'em straight to you
I'm able to sell huge quantities of music on my own.


All that shit niggas talking just cant be real
I don't believe all the bragging and boasting in the music industry.


I don't need a record deal, I need eighteen wheels
I don't depend on a record label anymore, but instead need my own transportation.


I roll right up in the hood I got tapes for sell
I'm able to sell music directly to people in the neighborhood.


Bitches running in their house they cant wait to tell
Women are excited to hear my music and tell their friends.


Somebody, she got a new Too tape
Someone just bought my new album.


And hes spitting pimp game with his homeboy Jay
I'm sharing my pimp knowledge and hanging out with Jay-Z.


Now here they come again the gold diggas trying to get paid
Gold diggers are always trying to take advantage of successful men.


Wanna trick the old rich niggas, trying to get laid
They want to deceive wealthy men to have sex and get money.


She'll suck his dick, as soon as she meet him
She'll perform a sexual act as soon as she meets a wealthy man.


Don't have to sell a body for me I don't need her
I don't need a woman who's only interested in my money.


To turn tricks for me, how much you cost bitch?
I'm not interested in paying for sex.


I'm all about large bank deposits
I'm focused on making and keeping large amounts of money in the bank.


On and off the mic I always set trends
I'm always looking for new ways to be ahead of the game in both music and style.


Either you see with bitches, or I'm rolling with pimps
I'm always surrounded by women or other successful men.


Brook-laan to Oakland, I keep smokin'
I'm successful both in Brooklyn and Oakland.


Jay-Z and short dog at these hoes again
I'm with Jay-Z and we're enjoying the company of some beautiful women.


The kinda niggas that'll take a square bitch around the corner
We'll take an innocent woman and turn her into a pimped-out prostitute.


Put this pimp game on her
We'll teach her the ways of the pimp lifestyle.


I don't fuck with broke hoes and I don't trick
I'm not interested in women who aren't already successful or in paying for sex.


But I'll still rub my big ass dick on her clit
I'll still use my sexual prowess to attract women.


Get her hooked, wanna be mine I need some money
I'll get her addicted to our lifestyle, but she needs to contribute financially.


If she ain't kicking in all the time she don't want me
If she's not financially contributing, I have no use for her.


Hoes, flows, money, cars
Our lifestyle revolves around women, music, money, and cars.


Y'all wannabe stars cant fuck with none of these bars
Aspiring artists can't compare to our music.


This is real nigga rap, we can spit it through the mic
Our music is authentic and we perform it well.


And you can feel niggas scratch, and sell a mil if that
Our music is able to sell millions of records and make an impact.


So real when we drop this shit its in trouble
Our music is so good that it causes trouble for others in the industry.


When I guess the pair you gotta ship it double
When we collaborate, the outcome is extraordinary.


In the independent phenom, y'all miniature dons
As independent artists, we're bigger and better than most.


Wannabe jigga, pops styles and hennessy richa'
Aspiring to be like Jay-Z is a common but unsuccessful goal.


When I die, leave my canopy richa'
I hope to leave behind a legacy of wealth and success.


I put it down hard ever since I entered the pit'cha
I've worked hard and successfully in the music industry since I began.


Can fuck with me for records to the recreational cent'a
No one can compete with me in terms of music sales and success.


I got it wrapped y'all from the grammy's to the back park
I have success both in the high end and low end of the music industry.


Short dog y'all, what you thought y'all, Oakland, Bk, New york y'all
I'm Short Dog and I'm successful in Brooklyn, Oakland, and New York.


Be the voice for the streets we supply for years
We speak for those in the streets and have been successful at it for a long time.


And go platinum on our most quiet years
We're able to sell millions of records even in quieter times.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Brian Lee Carter, Matt Pelham

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