C-Bo - Here We Come, Boy! lyrics

[Verse 1] Ain't no runnin my thugs in coming to come gunning Running down pound for pound dumping them rounds Catching a beatdown these outta town n***as stay thuggin Mustlin and hustlin to try to keep from strugglin Bubblin on the block with a mouth fulla rocks Packin a glock with jackers plotin on the spot We ride till we die bullets fly through the night We load clips spit hollow tips till they all ride or they all cry I thank the LORD for my living You hollering and ballering without a dam thing giving I'm rolling with thugs in the v thugs on dubs and no love If you don't get money like a scrub if your money ain't right You better fall boy If your money is tight you gone fall boy I'm from that westside where we ride Throw your dubs in the sky f**'em all we ball till we ride [Chorus x2] Here we come, boy Better raise up off the spot Here we come, boy Better hide or not Here we come, boy Why you cuffing that broad She gone lose or choose the n***a that got it all [Verse 2] Hummers we come gunning them down drastic Blasted the ba*tards off they muthaf**ing a**es Closed casket toward those that want to have it f** a speech make peace in the street with automatics I'm starvin like marvin n***as so f** fast I'm getting mines with my gun with my mask straight mashing Ride by you b**hes watching that a** cry If I ride on you n***as you better blast or die Smash or fry I'm in jail raising heck Put down your gauge and rag n***a and get mail get mail You's money is funny cuz you's a dummy On the block hop on your veins nose all runny Cloths all bummy your hoes all on me And it's all for the milk and honey I count money like a bank teller It's all mines in this gangster sh** I'm the greatest of all time [Chorus x2] [Verse 3] Witness to hurder me never I stay focused Blast till they disappear like rukus fukus To escape d**h is hopeless I open fire with teflons on you b**hes till you smoke us Reminiscing on my past days addicted to my ba*tard ways I'll be a thug till my casket lays Dear LORD will you help me escape prison Success and freedom is my only possible mission Tried to violate my freedom of speech pete kip They punk violation was weak eat a dick b**h Didn't think a thug could rise above skies It made me to push a bently witness me drive by and f** parole Till I fold all you pinkies against me I opened fire like gerano I pack a glock and lick shots Like 'Pac on cops and won't stop till they all drop punk b**h [Chorus]