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We Ain't Goin' Nowhere

 

We Ain't Goin' Nowhere


[SPM]
Master minded, boys get blinded
Where the fuck my weed sack? I just can't find it
Oh never mind it's right here
Got a roach behind my ear, higher than the hemisphere
Dear diary: my hood is so firery
I remember when no one would hire me
used to sell ivory and pounds of that greenery
A grim scenery, but never had no fear of me
sag my Dickies like Cantinflas, mami no te chiflas
take my niggas out to Ninfas,
I need a table for thirty-seven gangstas
the way the streets raised us: double pump gauges,
close ranges, this money never change us, leave 'em brainless
Forever armed and dangerous
Bubbles in my tub, not a Crip or a Blood
I'm a thug, that's known to fight hate with love

[Chorus]
[Rasheed & SPM]
On fire
"We ain't going nowhere"
Hell nah homeboy
"We ain't going nowhere"
No way, no how
"We ain't going nowhere"
So fuck what you thought
"We ain't going nowhere"

[Rasheed]
Here we go,
It's them soldiers from the ghetto
the "mero mero's"
Rasheed puffing on golden pedals
Acapulco style Colombians from mi end
hydroponic chronic smoking choking potency love me in 'em
crumbling to a fine hyna, (hey)
{but that leaving might}?
that I'ma love her so much
when the hustling get behind her
These senoritas be banging I hit 'em with the action
assassination of the heart but won't be no attractions
You see I'm calculating deep on my dividends
be giving up friends, I don't need none of that shit in the end
Independent disposal is world wide
Convulsion aside, the laboratory where the papers
slide (slide, slide,slide)
Purity assure me the highest quality
I follows my cheddar, you counting carrots in the Marriot
I carry a hit from my head to the planet
global, on my mobile, my click forever known

[Chorus]

[SPM]
In God we trust,
Partna, ain't no bossing us
I used to get drunk and fuck a hippopotamus
but now I get surrounded by top notch bitches off the hinges
I guess I got my three wishes
To rock the world like a muthafucking ounce of dope
Niggas couldn't see me, even with a microscope
I tag cities up, run right through 'em
other labels wonder what the fuck I'm doing
I'm just pursuing my dreams, it's not what it seems
I just wanna see my people live like kings and queens
Versace jeans, eighteen hundred dollar shirts
You jealous pigs on my dick act like fucking jerks
but face it, all that hating is gay shit
You mad cuz your house costs as much as my bracelet
I'd rather die, then work for the man
No more saving pennies, no more collecting cans

[Chorus x2]

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