There We Go
The Dogg Lyrics

Nigga cause you better come strapped wit some tec's
You better come prepared with guns

To get back or get capped, the back slap, a late flap
If you retaliate or provoke, you'll get shot and slapped

Swingle's the cheater when them thangs come in screechin in the dark
I'm the one who cheats and attacks when the guns come out in the dark

I want my snija when you singin the sparks
I want my knife when you're showing off

Dustin off bread, motherfuckers for startin Rucker's
I'll fight anyone who starts trouble

Can't touch us, me and my homey reply wit fuckers
No one can harm us, we fight back

Me and my dogg's blast attention leavin y'all less in the action
My crew and I draw attention and leave others helpless

Bitch ass sorry ass bastards, heartless, senseless coward
You weak, heartless, and cowardly fools

I was born to devauer, cut your sorry's
I was born to destroy and defeat you

For all my real niggaz behind bars
This is for my loyal friends in prison

Scared for life, from the blade of a knife
Terrified of getting stabbed

The kid strikes at thirteen for takin ya life
I started killing at a young age

Seven tec's, I earn repect; you 'Chin Check' the rest
I have seven guns and I gain respect, while others only talk

Or die when your bitch ass death
Or die a miserable death

I take precaution, stalkin these streets, flossin and ballin
I'm cautious as I wander these streets, showing off and living lavishly

Keep your hand on yo' heat, cause we playin for keeps
Keep your gun ready, because we're playing for keeps

Real niggaz do real thangs in this gang-bang life we lead
True gangsters do real things in this dangerous life we live

You can't hang, nigga die and bleed
If you can't handle it, you'll die

Murder won't stop 'til every buster and sucker drop
I won't stop killing until all the weak and foolish are gone

Fuck the cops, stop me from corruptin the block
I don't care about the police, they can't stop me from causing trouble

Rocks pass the glocks in the weed spot
We exchange drugs and guns in the place where we sell weed

Stop playa hatin, whodie got and clock yo' own knock
Stop hating on others and focus on your own success

Tryna perfect the shine, the fifty-eight camera's die
We're trying to rule the streets, even if it means killing others

Blind ya when we comin from behind
We'll surprise and overpower you

Here we are (here we are)
We have arrived

And there they are (there they are)
And there are our enemies

Gonna get gone, aiyya, aiyya (get gone, get gone) {*gun shot*}
We're going to eliminate them

(?)'s a herb, call the choreographer the murderer
Someone weak is easily manipulated, call the skilled killer

Camaro's, I show no mercy and no sorrow
I don't show any mercy or remorse

Fuedin, layin 'em down, for every radio, seveditary
I'm feuding and killing anyone who opposes me

Layin 'em down dead up in the montuary
Leaving their bodies dead in the mortuary

Death is more, another life is gone
Death is common, another life is lost

Brandish your torn; forty weeks later - a soldier is born
I proudly claim my reputation; a new gang member is initiated

Inbine your neighborhood to let me if you could
If you're tough enough, join my gang

Be a G or you claim to be let me know if you could
Show me if you're a true gangster or just pretending

Back shootin up, hoes Cadillac's {*gun shot*}
I shoot up cars and prostitutes

Don't ever come back, you show me where it's at
Never return here, show me you know what's going on

Off the rack comes the gay, buck sprays
I attack with no warning, shooting relentlessly

And A.K. retaliates in a major way!
I respond with full-force retaliation

We're in the land where it's banned from man
We're in a dangerous place, where violence is common

Clan for clan, where simple mistake, you end up dead (yeah.. say what?)
A small mistake can cost you your life in this ruthless environment

I roll with Crips (?) for the chips
I associate with the Crips gang for money

Grip the pistol to ya brain, never takin no shit
I hold the gun to your head, not taking any nonsense

Whether, Heaven or Hell, I gotsta prevail
No matter what, I will succeed

Rather die makin it happen and to die in a cell
I'd rather die while achieving my goals than rot in jail

Rather load up my hollow-point shells
I prefer to load my bullets with hollow points

But nigga, you snitch and tell
But you, you're a snitch

Leave they bodies wit the maggots and snails (UGH UGH!)
I leave their bodies to rot and decay

Shit, duck for T-Duck.. (ahh!), always G'd up
Watch out for T-Duck, always ready for gang activity

On a mission for tuition, I need bucks
I'm on a mission to make money, I need cash

Big dollars.. (why?), I jack niggaz cause I gotta
I rob people because I need the money

My kids got enemys now because of they father (shhh)
My children have enemies because of me

Smoked and loaded and fucked up by a locked up
Drugged and drunk, messed up by being locked up

On some niggaz who try to get buck
Dealing with people who are trying to challenge or provoke me

In the fashion, the blastin, it's hard to imagine
I quickly and aggressively attack, it's unimaginable

Not cashin no niggaz who be actin like bastards
I'm not sparing anyone who behaves badly

What do I do, but call my niggaz and my crew to come
What can I do, but call my friends and gang to come help me

Do what they do, and put they work on you
They will do what they do best and cause harm to you

See me automatic, cause static, static's inatic of a gun-play
I have an automatic weapon that causes conflict, conflict that leads to shootings

Like everyday, all day
Every day, all the time

You want trouble? Ha-ha, let's bring the fan
If you want trouble, let's escalate the conflict

And Daz you blast, so donate bitch ass
And Daz, you shoot, so give it up coward

Adios as his ass got smoked
Goodbye, as he was killed

And fucked the wrong nigga now his ass is goast
He messed with the wrong person, now he's dead

I smoke a blunt and stick my dick in some cunt (ahh AHH!)
I smoke weed and have sex

To me and my homeboy's, ya just some punks, haha
To us, you're just weaklings, haha

Who really want it? Nigga come get it
Who really wants a fight? Come and get it

Slowly but surely, homey you ain't never forget it
I'll make sure you never forget

How many times I gotta say somethin, I'm fuckin wit mine
I'll keep repeating myself, because I'm in control

Livin the life of crime where it's do or die
Living a dangerous life where survival is the only option

Y'all niggaz don't really want none of this
You guys don't actually want to face me

We the shit, but ya fucked ya crew, bitch!
We're the best, but you betrayed your own crew, bitch!