Where Do We Go From Here-Yung Berg/Twista

where do we go - yung berg aye (aye) if y'all niggas don't get ya money right this time you know what sayin' i'm giving niggas till the end of 07 'bout 08 (where we going?) my bank account gon' have eight digits that is let's go (let's go) nobody gave me nothing i made 50 of a pack when i made 100 i ran straight to the block bounced back the with work like (take it all, you need me) yes, sir niggas better get wit the program i'm fast on a track but i kill a slow jam oh man, goddamn (take it all, you need me) yb gang, that's the new thang brand new chain is straight from hussein mo shoes, mo cars (take it all, you need me) mo clothes, mo brain, oh yeah you done seen a few niggas wit a yang like me never really had doh and shorty like my never rolled around in a drop top v like me, like we, yb, that's us too fast, too hard need (take me)it all, you young buck, catch up, yep i'ma prime time player shorty, don't smoke weed she a high time hater and why date her hand, my paper is (take it all, you need me) few taller than a skyscraper niggas better know how to ride the 101 big shotgun and i buy another one and another (and another) and another (and another) (take it all, you need me) keep going, is you wit it? you ain't got s**t to say less you did it you ain't never came from nothin' and blew wit it (but) who did it? (yep) i did it yb, that's the new where do here?we go from where do we go from here? (take it all, you need me) where we going from here niggas? i know where we going but where you going? don't the train miss nigga headed straight to the yung boss mansion south side stand up location top of the world west side get up k-town, twista get 'em now, now, i'm a old g in the city and ya knew one day a n***a was gon' come along and spit that real shit (take it all, you need me) wanna bet, what? that he too much of a thug for you wanna be ballers out here to deal with make it competition, go sit on the couch for him if he need work i'ma hand it out for him if he need a out pistol for i'ma himhand it (take it all, you need me) yung berg and the twista and i'll vouch for him, that's me could spit it just so i could spit it flow a just so could flow a, f**k her like i could f**k her do her like i could do her, get it how you got to get it me and my boy came up on tha block hustling by the building just stacking the money up to the ceiling ain't no penicillin finna hit 'em when i'm dealing wit 'em ask yung berg where we go after we kill 'em? 'cuz we gettin' money and the roof gon' be so wicked is the reason we can kick it how we kick and it's the reason why up we on the pull 30's and the hummers and we don't give a f**k if we get a ticket and why i pay a hundred dollars for a watch? five fifty for a ounce a kush, three fifty for a pair of jeans and thirty thousand for a charger two hundred for all cops on the first look got money on the books and we got the dollars for impalers and the thumpers and the hummers and i'm throwing out the other figgas yung b e r to the g wit the tb some killas and we never taking s**t from off another nigga every time i had mo of to dank niggas think i be finish but in i the got tankmo i'ma score about 80 on 'em and go in the paint i'ma take a chunk of ya chip and then go to the bank so, uh where do we go from here? where do we go from here? (take it all, you need me) yes sir, niggas said dr wine wasn't nothing 3 years later dr wine got a budget 4 years later now everybody love it (take it all, you need me) god f**king damn niggas said june wasn't that hot jb sitting back and i was gon' flop now we on top like dog i told ya (take it all, you need me) m holla what's good miss ride out let these motherf**kers know what we talk about left lane, yung boss get ya money we 'bout to turn the lights out we about to take it straight to the white house cook crack clean it up then i write down everything that i see we i come around every state every hood that i've been around 84th, just seen to the buggie down niggas know i blow w**d when i put it down niggas know i got love, niggas know i been plugged that's right i'ma a prince of the chi-town so where my south side niggas at right now we gon' all line up in a single file and give the whole world something they can sing about rule 1, better live what you speak bout rule 2, don't slip when you creep out rule 3, grab heat when you leave out rule 4, don't rush n***a ease out and rule 5, fall or die cop that s**t that the ballers buy ride that wip that the ballers drive big gt royce chevy that's ridin' high swang on 'em when you ridin' by and i'm gone where do we go from here? where do we go from here? (take it all, you need me) yea, it's the boss, baby look what you made me where we going from here? so you ridin' wit us so good luck