SEVIN - Let's Go lyrics

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[Intro:]

Cmon, West coast baby!

What's the business? Yeah

What's crackin?

Capital city, Boy

Y'all know what I mean?

Uh

[Chorus:]

Everybody stand up, If ya feelin the spot and ya feelin the knot, Let's G-O

Getcha getcha g-getcha getcha hands up

Getcha getcha g-getcha getcha hands up

So what ya body scared of? If ya still in the mood and ya feelin the groove, Let's G-O

Getcha getcha g-getcha getcha hands up

Getcha getcha g-getcha getcha hands up

[Verse 1:]

Sauced out, Bossed out, Dawg, We clutchin the game

We tear the block up for the product, We hustle this, Mane

We pick up and choose different moves, You cuffin a dame

Glistenin jewels, We dip in crews, You stuck in the game

Still meadow, Real ghetto, Ain't nothin for fame

Cali boys, Khakis wit the cuffs and the chucks for the bang

Fresh off the block, Where the pots rock others to slang

And if you trip, Ya get the whole clip stuck to ya brain

Classic whip, Wit the chrome dip huck in the frame

Captivatin strips soon as it touches the lane

Hog mob and i'm in love wit the game

Before I change, I'll put a thang to my jugular frame

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[Verse 2:]

I'm flamin steel, Hang wit the crips cause the game is real

And the cutless in the color of the guts is the same as skrill

Believe tuck is the stainless steel

Should've never gave the yankee dude no game to deal

We keep grips on the chip, But we came to chill

If ya trip, We pop somethin, And it ain't a pill

Dawg, I'm seven miles west in the sedan deville

And it's blessed from woodgrain degrill

Where we at homie, It's heartless and bangin steel

And wit the pistons, They get active like Ron Artest and Jermaine O Neal

Even the cops ride and aim to kill

One life, How could I not strive to gain a meal?

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