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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Master P
Performer
Silkk the Shocker
Musician
Mystikal
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Master P
Composer
Silkk the Shocker
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Carlos Stevens
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
There they go, there they go, there they go (Uh)
Pass me them thangs, let's get 'em
There they go, there they go, there they go (Uh)
Pass me them thangs, let's get 'em
There they go, there they go, there they go (Uh)
Pass me them thangs, let's get 'em
[Verse 2]
I get swole like a boulder
Bitch, I'm a soldier, y'all runnin' from the rollers
I slang tapes like crack
My rhymes so pure, hit it with two, seven, eight, come back
And the game won't change, 'cause I'm the dopeman
But why y'all **** still runnin' off at the mouth, man?
TRU **** don't talk shit
We in the game stackin' G's, y'all **** still tryna get me
With playas and hustlers
But y'all can't make no money 'cause y'all **** is busters
The game won't change
Y'all **** mad 'cause Master P got some change
Seen a **** in the ghetto slangin' dope
Now y'all buyin' my shit out the record store
And your baby mama lovin' me
And every time you turn on the TV, I feel you muggin' me
But I can't be stopped (Can't be stopped)
'Cause real TRU **** make their money from slangin' rocks
Y'all **** slangin' bunk rhymes
That's why I'm in the game, and I got mines
And y'all Jewish brothers hollerin' that black shit
Quick to sell a motherfucker to the white bitch
For fifteen percent
That ain't enough money to pay my motherfuckin' rent
I made a move, and **** think I'm slangin' coca leaves
Nobody questioned Bill when he smokin' weed
And Pac and Biggie taught me a lesson (What?)
Never leave without your Smith and Wesson
[Verse 3]
There they go, there they go, there they go (Uh)
Pass me them thangs, let's get 'em
There they go, there they go, there they go (Uh)
Pass me them thangs, let's get 'em
There they go, there they go, there they go (Uh)
Pass me them thangs, let's get 'em
[Verse 4]
Bitch, you went from the man that go "Ah" and the man that go "Uh"
Oughta be proof enough to your ass
That there just ain't no limit to the shit we doin'
Only way to keep you from sayin' my name is put my dick in your mouth
I piss on your porch, shit in your house
Somebody said that **** was talkin' 'bout me, I heard that
I could fuck you up with words, but you don't deserve that
Go ahead, rhymes the rest of your fuckin' bars, but hurry back
I take a braid out my own head
Whoop your ass with one of my plaits
You're mad 'cause I'm bringin' home big old shows, my ****
With no tax
Jumpin' 'cause we got bigger fan bases and gold plaques
Unfortunately a couple of things that
Industry **** don't understand
Ninety percent of this shit is your business
Ten percent of this shit is your timing
Slangin' tapes across the whole planet
Mystikal, Master P, Silkk the Shocker gon' keep this bitch jammin'
Above the standard, No Limit is on the charts slammin'
Fuckin' with what we planned
They gon' leave you dead where you standin'
(Ain't that fool, y'all?)
[Verse 5]
There they go, there they go (Uh)
Pass me them thangs, let's get 'em
There they go, there they go, there they go (Uh)
Pass me them thangs, let's get 'em
There they go, there they go, there they go (Uh)
Pass me them thangs, let's get 'em
[Verse 6]
Real **** don't fuckin' talk, we be silent, silent
Real **** don't speak, they speak with fuckin' violence
That's why I play these motherfuckers like hockey
They mad 'cause they hoes jock me
They can't stop me, so last resort is to copy
See, P, where they at? (There they go, there they go)
I spot 'em, I got 'em
Prolly mad 'cause we on the motherfuckin' top and they on the bottom
See here, you run your mouth, ****, I'll be like, "****, what?"
Tryna talk that shit about us, they wanna be just like us
They talk about one, talk about all of fuckin' us
Fuck **** quiet when around killers and dealers who don't give a fuck
See, I'm on some evil murderous devil shit
Got stickers on ****'s head
That I couldn't get off if I was the government
(Damn, what you sayin', ****?)
I roll with **** with big triggers
I got million-dollar shit, ****, with big figures (TRU ****)
And y'all can tell 'em, we soldiers off the bat
We don't fuck around, we stay strapped
Give a fuck what y'all talkin' 'bout, you know where we at
Wherever, whenever, however it goes
I'ma wash your wicked mouth out with soap
We rush you straight up, you won't say our name no fuckin' more
Here we go
[Verse 7]
There they go, there they go, there they go (Uh)
Pass me them thangs, let's get 'em
There they go, there they go, there they go (Uh)
Pass me them thangs, let's get 'em
There they go, there they go, there they go (Uh)
Pass me them thangs, let's get 'em
There they go, there they go, there they go (Uh)
Pass me them thangs, let's get 'em
Written by: Master P, Silkk the Shocker