Sha Hef - Let's Go lyrics

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Sha Hef - Let's Go lyrics

[Intro] Back on that bullsh** Still got that full clip Half a brick Hef back in this motherf**er [Verse 1] Came in on some thug sh** 730, I'm a blood b**h Shoo fly, you a bug b**h Need a bankroll not a hug b**h I'm on the block still, I don't budge b**h Flood sh** when the plug lit All my n***as on d**, sh** I put a pipe bomb where the judge sit I don't judge n***as, y'all weirdos Tech 9 with the air holes Baby chopper with the sliver strap I feel like soldier slim, and do the Nolia clap All these diamonds pull up, I can't hold 'em back I'm in the streets, I'm not a industry plant Certified, don't need a industry stamp All these n***as with the industry camp I was dreaming 'bout the first of the month In the kitchen, tryna make the sh** jump I was posted by the door with the pump My n***a water whip our way out a slump Take your money, tell you, "wait in the front" Got some young n***as waiting in front n***as talking, n***as not with the funk The '87 with the weight in the trunk n***as hating, I thought you was my mans n***as hating, I thought you was my fam n***as hating, I thought you was a fan Got n***as waiting on my sh** in Japan Where was you when I was weighing the grams Where was you when I was chopping the tan Where was you when they was locking my mans And where was you when I was busting like blam blam, blam, blam Aw man, God damn Hef on that bullsh** again I'm on they a** like Depends Wish they could see it through my lens All fam, no friends No loose lips or loose ends n***as lose lives or lose limbs No pretend Used to sip pints of the act right? Say you get bread, why you stack light? You lil n***as just cap right? I come from needles and crack pipes He get the Mac, he don't act right You lil p**y's just cat fight Starving so pardon my appetite We take your pack and we trap it, right [Hook x2] Perk 30 give a n***a the blues Riding dirty half a brick of the food In the streets we don't play by no rules n***as snitching and they giving up clues f** these n***as, we ain't paying no dues f** these n***as, we ain't playing it cool f** these n***as, we ain't playing the fool The Billy with me and he stay with the tool [Verse 2] Many men wish d**h on me Feeling like I got a hex on me Never let a n***a flex on me So I keep the .38 spec' on me Baby 9 but I'm a grown man Nuts hang, I'm my own man Whole grams, I don't hold hands Keep the steel tight like a slow dance f** a bridge, I'm on a stunna island My youngin's banging on Rikers island In the building we was likely wilding Touch one of mine and we likely sliding I'm with the violence, it ain't like me hiding 20 with me, 20 likely riding Ladder on me like I might be climbing You lightly shining, know these might be diamonds Turn a dickhead to a cliphead Big Mac and it spit lead Smoke dope and I sip meds Real boss n***as keep the clique fed This gang sh**, you can't hang, b**h My whole neighbourhood bang, b**h 'Lo fit, not [?], b**h Even mom deuce know the slang, b**h Ain't change b**h, I'm the same G Still slang in the same P's Still rob a n***a for his keys Step on the white, we don't do the skii's My new b**h prolly [?] [Hook x2] Perk 30 give a n***a the blues Riding dirty half a brick of the food In the streets we don't play by no rules n***as snitching and they giving up clues f** these n***as, we ain't paying no dues f** these n***as, we ain't playing it cool f** these n***as, we ain't playing the fool The Billy with me and he stay with the tool

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