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pitbull - here they can lyrics

here they come, here they come

no money, no job, no dope
dirty thoughts, no soap, no morals, no hope
and the first of the month is oh+so+close
no guns to flash like photos, oh no
feeling like a has+been
back to old tricks, with questions, ask spring’s tryna cash in
off these coke hoes who don’t wear makeup, but god only knows

gotta get back on my feet one way or another
turn my back on these streets, tell that to my hunger
till i’m deep six feet, i’m six feet deep in these streets
and they’re still taking me under
no remorse, no regrets, no choice, no conscience, no respect
for the ladder of success ’cause it neglects
that muscle in the middle of my chest
that pumps blood through my flesh, huh

here they come, here they come
there they go, there they go (lay low)
here they come, here they come
there they go, there they go (lay low)

i’m from the home of murderers and k!llers
tight n+ggas and billiards, from skrilla
we all turn from sinners to caterpillars
but it be like, n+ggas i’m from the m.i.a
spray with the ak, n+ggas this what i say
get ’em a mask for some cash, and i’ma blast at that ass
and i’m laughin’ at yo’ ass when yo’ ass at the trash
well n+ggas, count your figures
we been rich and then tough sh+t, draw sh+t, now they listenin’
they one street up, too late n+ggas ’cause we up the back
getcha no f+ck done, flooded your mouth
y’all remember y’all n+ggas wouldn’t ride with us
now i’m matchin’ on the scene y’all wanna get high with us
divide my dust
south n+ggas stay true to your roots
we went from no dough to a lil’ dough
to enjoying them fruits, and that’s the truth
i’ma hold it down like war forever live on the southside
thirty, don’t give a f+ck

here they come, here they come
there they go, there they go (lay low)
here they come, here they come
there they go, there they go (lay low)

it’s been a long time comin’ now i’m steppin’ in
my confidante here boy, no steppin’ to him
like back in the days, pushin’ the bucket on the block
no keys, just wires, ducking on the cops
no rims, just tires, thinkin’ like my glock
no jammin’ when we fire’s only difference that we got
(one, two, three, four)
that’s how many n+ggas drop if the gun started up
i drop+drop it like it’s hot
first rule, flush hope, the minute you see squat
get bored, thirty, q bo sittin’ up (shot)
here they come, here they come
there they go, there they go (lay low)
here they come, here they come
there they go, there they go (lay low)

here they come, here they come
there they go, there they go (lay low)
here they come, here they come
there they go, there they go (lay low)

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