745 - Let's Go (feat. B-Real of Cypress Hill) | Текст песни

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• Let's Go (feat. B-Real of Cypress Hill)

Big Vern talking: 745..... B-Real

1st verse: Big Vern

From the middle of the map all the way to the west coast
we doing big things
now it's time to get go
I kick hot flows
while blowing Cali dro
I'm a cold MC man I'm so unfadable
745 fucking with B-Real you haters in my town never thought it would be real
I fuck shit up when I get on the mic
Thats why I'm spitting out in Cali and you wisjing you could write
Stay hypeTrue to the game never quit
Spit ryhmes til I die
I'm a get rich 10 years rapping
Look what happen
Yall look shocked
While I'm sitting back laughing
I leave you gasping for air
It's not fair
I dont care
I out of no where
The hottest to drop it you motherfuckers need to stop it
Every time that I rip it
You know it's on and popping

Chorus:
Get up
Let's Go you know we bout to blow
O Yeah
It's on
California to the Land of the Sun
Get up
Let's Go you know we bout to blow
O Yeah
It's on
California to the Land of the Sun

2nd verse: Rush
Roll deep slow creep with or without heat
It dont matter if I'm 300 strong or it's just me
I can stand and face a army
Like King Leonidas
Frontline solider with the troops right behind us
Linked up
With the west
So our game changed
But our mastermind plan
Still remains the same
It's to take over the world
Like Pinky and Brain
But dont get me confused Duke
Where you approach me
Will be the last place
They find you
So I advise
You to watch your thoughts
End up/Like a cat Kimbo fought
It's 745
We got heart
It's a New Era
And its ours
Fully loaded
And we charged
Stupid lames you aint dealing with no novice
Motherfucker dont you know
This is the Harvest

Chorus:
Get up
Let's Go you know we bout to blow
O Yeah
It's on California to the Land of the Sun
Get up
Let's Go you know we bout to blow
O Yeah
It's on
California to the Land of the Sun

3rd verse: B-Real
So let me put it in the air
I'm aware that you want that
I'm on that kush wrote it down in the contract
I'm ready my gun hand steady
Bullets hit ya head
Like a sick song medley
Give you a crash course
Thats what you ask for
So I'm a let it rain
Any second we blast yo ass to oblivion
You got to consider
My reputation for combat
Contact
All that
When you step in the arena
Look at the demeanor
Of the Ring leader
Better known as the Cleaner
Cause his weed is so much greener
Flow is so much meaner
He's a animal on the mic
Venomous song reader
You can read about him
In High Times having a High Time
It aint a crime in my eyes
I'm blind
Keep it in mind
If you stepping over the line
My weapon is under my coat
Pointed at your spine

Chorus:
Get up
Let's Go you know we bout to blow
O Yeah
It's on California to the Land of the Sun
Get up
Let's Go you know we bout to blow
O Yeah
It's on California to the Land of the Sun

(screaming is throughout this last part of the chorus)
Chorus:
Get up
Let's Go you know we bout to blow
O Yeah
It's on
California to the Land of the Sun
Get up
Let's Go you know we bout to blow
O Yeah
It's on California to the Land of the Sun

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