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Everythings A Go - текст песни



Everything's A Go


Everything's a go!


And I just washed the wheel, and I Armor All the wheels


And it's real, everything's a go!


New jeans, new cheese's, new gat, gimme a reason


Everything's a go! Squad in the club wit me


Tryna find a chick to fall in love wit me


Everything's a go! Mami hit me on the jack


Told me meet her at the spot, and I'm bout to call her back, its a go!








Bleek come scoop you, try to seduce you


Half Black and Chinese, she gave me the fu-fu


A little bit of that, wan-tan soup


From the hood, got more chips then wan-tan oooooooh!


But matter fact, got more chesse than nacho


Not from rap, when I used to fuck wit Pancho


I'm in the class, all by myself


Now you haters wanna crowd my space


Hundred grand all in your face, motherfucker better fix ya face


For they butterfly-stich ya face


If ya bitch outta line, put the bitch in place


If the record sound +Just+ get the +Blaze+, nigga


Put in back, on the block for motherfuckers


The ROC get hot, let 'em scream "It's the ROC, in ya area!"


You better warn ya folks


They hate to see a real clique, but now














Highest paid act, highest paid to rap


I advance myself, and pay myself back


Ha, man you gotta love that


When them pockets on "E" man you gotta hug that


Corner like you wanna proposal and lock that


Kill a nigga for the scrilla man I'm not above that








Hooo! hold on Young, let me get it back


You got beef in these streets, Lord, let me get a gat


Booooy! you now tuned into the greatest


Can't beat us, join us, can't fade us, hate us


Nigga it's nothin, my crew and half dozens


That's cause we scramble, like we Vick's half cousins


Booooy! and get ya mind right nigga


We gon' put you on the news, you want lime light nigga


Channel 2 or Channel 4, you know what 9 like nigga


Groupie men, we put on UPN














One - thug in the club, two - models to go


Three - bottles of Arma', four jars of dro


Five shots to draw, my six hits took off


Seven you make Heaven, or eight - everything's a go!


Mami got that ice in ya drink


Long legs short skirt, what you mean - everything's a go!


My thugs outdie of the club wit Timbs


Nine on ya waist, let's roll we gettin in (Everything's a go!)


Nigga I'm back for, I'm willin to clap boy


You holdin me back for - go!


I - spring into ac-tion, Brooklyn I'm back for


I'm bringin it back boys cause..



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