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Let's Go Video (MV)




Performed By: AlmightyDrell
Language: English
Length: 1:58
Written by: Kendrell Meshack




AlmightyDrell - Let's Go Lyrics




And I'm tryna see what he on
He steady talkin', & typin
I'm tryna hit at his dome, yea
We tryna rock out with them pistols

We tryna rock out with them poles
Just another dead nigga, he gone
Smokin' dead man dope by the bowl
Smokin' dead man dope, come and cop some

I'm on the block where ya not, huh
Last nigga spoke on Almighty, I popped some
He movin' funny, I want him to try some
He movin' funny, I'm bustin' his ass

Bitch kinda cute with a big ol' ass
I had to never mind it imma pass
Told a bitch that I'm steady grindin', need a bag
I need some money
I swear I'ma die bout them racks

I swear I'ma die by that money
F*ck nigga play & get hit with a hunnid
F*ck nigga play & get left somewhere
Them young niggas spin, they shoot anywhere

Oh, you can't stand me, bitch, grab you a chair
Said, f*ck the waves, bitch, I want some hair
These bitches, they lovin' the dreads
These bitches, they all in my bed

These bitches, they want give me head
Lil, nigga, you heard what I said
I'm still tryna get up with that one nigga
Who be dissin & shit on the stead

Catch that lil' boy, then we painting em red
I'm mixin' dead nigga with the meds
Yeah, f*ck it
Let me go back in

I'm in the bih with my twin, we got double Gen
We tryna go spin
And this shit that I'm in to the end
I can't never bend, I can't never switch

Unless you talking bout a box on the back of the blick
I shoot that lil' bitch til' it click
I shoot that lil' bitch til' it's over
Real drank, baby pour a four in my soda

He get in my way, run him over
Boy, I don't know why the f*ck they ain't told ya
Boy I don't know why the f*ck they ain't warn ya
Big chop stick I'll put it right on ya
Find lil' thick shit, put it right on her

That bitch went for everything that I told her
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And I'm tryna see what he on
He steady talkin', & typin
I'm tryna hit at his dome, yea
We tryna rock out with them pistols

We tryna rock out with them poles
Just another dead nigga, he gone
Smokin' dead man dope by the bowl
Smokin' dead man dope, come and cop some

I'm on the block where ya not, huh
Last nigga spoke on Almighty, I popped some
He movin' funny, I want him to try some
He movin' funny, I'm bustin' his ass

Bitch kinda cute with a big ol' ass
I had to never mind it imma pass
Told a bitch that I'm steady grindin', need a bag
I need some money
I swear I'ma die bout them racks

I swear I'ma die by that money
F*ck nigga play & get hit with a hunnid
F*ck nigga play & get left somewhere
Them young niggas spin, they shoot anywhere

Oh, you can't stand me, bitch, grab you a chair
Said, f*ck the waves, bitch, I want some hair
These bitches, they lovin' the dreads
These bitches, they all in my bed

These bitches, they want give me head
Lil, nigga, you heard what I said
I'm still tryna get up with that one nigga
Who be dissin & shit on the stead

Catch that lil' boy, then we painting em red
I'm mixin' dead nigga with the meds
Yeah, f*ck it
Let me go back in

I'm in the bih with my twin, we got double Gen
We tryna go spin
And this shit that I'm in to the end
I can't never bend, I can't never switch

Unless you talking bout a box on the back of the blick
I shoot that lil' bitch til' it click
I shoot that lil' bitch til' it's over
Real drank, baby pour a four in my soda

He get in my way, run him over
Boy, I don't know why the f*ck they ain't told ya
Boy I don't know why the f*ck they ain't warn ya
Big chop stick I'll put it right on ya
Find lil' thick shit, put it right on her

That bitch went for everything that I told her
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Writer: Kendrell Meshack
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