Here I come, Here I come, get yo hands up
Here I come, Here I come, get yo hands up
Here I come, Here I come, get yo hands up
People they call me Tasmanian God ah ah, cause I rip it up so good can’t tell what I destroyed ah ah,
I’m assembled with the master-grip hitcha harder than a kung fu kick cause my tongue too quick
Sent by the Most High might as well long jump off of the planet when u run up to this (what u wanna do) I’m trouble like swingin from lane to lane, or lookin’ for a gang to bang, dangerous like sex with a unprotected dang-a-lang (strap up) and legit, massa can’t stand that shhhh, DJ’s playin that hit
All around the universe ima honeymoon her first pullin people out of the hearse, lets bounce
4X4, candy black, hummer or a cadillac for the battle act/ Ima battlecat with the energy to get rid of my enemy and travel back, whud I don’t give a damn what u say could care less how much you pray
duh you ca step out in the street and still take a mack truck to the skull today Well, you gon have to let me know what I’m sayin is real, I’m just not standing still, my name is Muhammad 2G or whatever you want it to be cuttn up (all night long) cuttn up (all night long) rip it up (all night) this my favorite part (all night) (all night) what we gon' do?
Chorus:
We gon’ cut up tear this club up tonight, (uh oh oh, uh uh uh oh oh oh)
Tear this club up we gon’ cut up tonight, (uh oh oh, uh uh uh oh oh oh)
(Repeat)
We gon’ cut up tonight (hey hey)
We gon’ cut up tonight (hey)
We gon’ cut up tonight (hey hey)
We gon’ cut up tonight
Everybody get wild and loose, sippin on juice, can’t nobody chunk up the deuce its packed like a big fat girl in jeans (Woof!) everybody scream
Have you ever seen a darkey start a anarchy party cause the light is green, spin real good then I flee the scene, I ain’t trippin I ca see the screen whud??? Make a living like a Corleone up and down what floor we on, are you satisfied with the level of the poor we on, (ah ah) what score we on wit a house full of pimps, hustlas, thugs, bustas, hookas, ladies, pregnant wit a baby in here? Ghetto queen of the year, shake it like a washing machine up in here (already) u ain’t ready for this jelly, hell naw shol not wit a yellow belly u scared, go when the light turn red, war wit the beatz till the blood get shed, what u said? Don’t get dumb or me cut you head, don’t get mad I ain’t what u read cause u outta be mad at him instead betta talk to me (a little bit softer now) yo mama (a little bit softer now), yo uncle sam (a little bit louder now) MUHAMMAD 2G is who I am and I’m cuttin’ up (all night long) cuttn up (all night long) rip it up (all night) Don’t u go nowhere (all night, all night) what we gon' do?
(Chorus)
credits
from THE LAST INTRODUCTION,
released August 30, 2009
We Gon Cut Up
(M. Alford, BMI/ J. Muhammad, BMI)
Performed, Produced, and Mixed by Muhammad 2G for The FIRE! Dept. at D.A.L Studios. Additional vocals by Big Wrath, Sector & Nikki "Luv".
MUHAMMAD 2G is a Certified Multi-Platinum Producer/ Songwriter & Artist. He has pioneered H-Town with his 35 plus recording
catalog in his 28
year musical sojourn. MUHAMMAD started out as P.O.P in a group called Coppertone Conspiracy and without knowledge, became a favorite of Legendary DJ Screw, Although independent, Muhammad 2G attained his Platinum status from working with Whitney Houston....more
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