Greg Street, Qua Bo Gold, Jazze Pha, Mystikal - We Got This Here lyrics

We got this here

Every since I could remember
I was a lil' ol' boy
I was ghetto natural baby
I never let em' steal my joy
Even though I had lonely days
I know he heard my praise
I didn't even know which way but
Yet I come all this way
I'm from red Claymore
I'm from Blessing Brook
I represent all them hood, I backwoods
Might not of been sure baby
But, I'm ridin' pure baby
I know if I have faith and
Guard maybe I can endure baby
I don't worry about facin' haters
I breaks em' off my dear
I put it on noon for life
I say we gots this here

Guess what we hot this year and
You are not this year
Man you can't stop this here
First week in the number slot this year
Got shit on lock this year
Glock gon' go pop this year
Candy toys gon' drop this year
Niggas left in a maze lost this year
A pimp current gon' pop this here
The Impala don't stop this year
Ya girlfriend gon' cut this year
Runnin' all up in them guts this year
We got this here, here
Y'all motherfuckers ain't ready
Cut em' with the machete
Comin' down here nigga, drop top Chevy
Y'all ain't ready to mob with real heavy
Jazze Pha, the one ya love to hate
All in ya face with a slap this year
Give a fuck nigga who ya with
Nigga back on up, we got this here

The man right chea'
When I come up in this bitch
Ya can't stand right chea'
It's gettin' ugly, these niggas gettin' itchy
These bitches gettin' funky
It's gettin' real out chea'
Sick and tired of these niggas
With the dumb shit, fuck shit
Y'all talk a whole lot of shit
But when I catch ya in the
Street then ya face off top
Like a man you a whole lot of bitch
I got this here keep ya hand out my pocket
Or get shot this year
Let the Glock cock, snap
Watch a nigga get knocked back
Look, been about this here
I come in this bitch gully
People that smilin' stand up
And rushin' the alley and if ya prevaily
I'm bustin' they ass and bitch
Ya know it's there