Go There With Me - San Quinn, Messy Marv

Hustlin, thuggin, on one, nothin

Everywhere I move my gun is with me

Like what, you better move

Everywhere I move my gun is with me

I don’t think you really wanna go there with me (go there with me)

I don’t think you really wanna go there with me (go there with me)

I don’t think you really wanna go there with me (go there with me)

I don’t think you really wanna go there with me (go there with me)

You ain’t seen a beast yet, now the monsters upset

Said you all know the cause, now you find out the effect

Of a reject with de-tect, I chose to tote

Eyes tight, weed and reek, shit I love to smoke

Fillmore Uptown, Downtown is the business

Round town lot of talk, couple clowns don’t feel us

Bounce like ATLien, but the Californian

Me and Mess is VVS’s, you Cubans are conian

Causin pandemonium, it’s the Quinndomania

Sayin when I sayin, mister bomb bout to raise it up

Stage I’m bout to tear it up, bitches don’t believe in us

Chasin dreams to me it seems, nigga get you scared of what

I floss, I’m a boss

I put them yellow canaries in my cross

I got a gun, with a drum

I go Stewie nigga fuck goin dumb

Like what, nigga what

I’m retarded, I go the short bus

I’m a fool, a Tycoon

I snorted hop nigga out of a balloon

Shit I’m sick, you a bitch

I pull up and give you clowns a whole clip

You a ho, nigga you a punk

Say somethin watch yo ass get stomped, we can go there

+ (Messy Marv)

Everytime I move my gun is on me

I don’t think ya’ll really want it with me

Like blaow (like blaow), what now (what now)

You could move or get that ass bucked down (bucked down)

Wanna talk that shit, you can be in the ditch

If you like that ho, you can leave with the bitch

(*Talking*)

Huh, what, what it do, what

What it do, what, what it do

What, what it do, what, what it do

What, what it do, what, what it do

What, what it do