This Goin' Up

Lyrics

[Verse 1: E-40] Up, up, and away we go (And away we go) Got a fifth of that oil, and a bag of 'dro (Bag of 'dro) That I copped from the soil, that we finna blow (Finna blow) Higher than Pluto, that's where I'm tryna go (Tryna go) Mars, Saturn, out the hempmisphere (Hempmisphere) (Did you say hemisphere?) Nah, the hempmisphere (Hempmisphere) Bars, patterns, hella far from here (Far from here) Buzz Lightyears, not Bud Light beer (Light beer) We been doing this every day, the same thang (Same thang) Mobbin' and mashin' and switching lanes (Switching lanes) Wylin' and spazzin', it's a shame (It's a shame) Trappin' and traveling, planes and trains (Planes and trains) Seriousness, out of body experiences (Experiences) Mysterious, curious, furious, hilarious (Hilarious) If you test my cool, I'ma do the fool Leave your ass slumped over I'm the same way every time you see me, fool Drunk or either sober I don't just only like to fuck but I like to get fucked up I don't just only like the white, I like the dark in my cup Never sell myself short (Sell myself short) I'm always in and out of court (Living this ghetto life) Trying to get rich twice (Rich twice) Three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven (Eleven) Never leave the crib, never left without my weapon (Weapon) Me and my niggas go with our first mind, not our second (Not our second) (BIATCH!) [Chorus: Husalah & E-40] Bitch, we mob so mainey I can't stop if she don't pay me Yeah, this slap is so damn crazy 'Cause I mob so goddamn mainey This goin' up, this goin' up, this goin' up [Verse 2: Husalah] I'm a goddamn maniac mobbin' So every time you see me, bitch, bass throbbin' Golasoaso, Jesus Cristo Husalah guapo, I live illegal Sold perrigo, dump with choppers Husalah Husalah, bend blocks with mobbers Suckas holla'n a "mob" but they really ain't mobbin' Green light on sight, being stripped and robbed Gettin' sucked in the Chev' like a schizo, then bitch Put a rack on my kicks so the bitches on my dick Eleven hundred on my shirt 'cause I rep for the turf Yeah, I'm beautiful and gorgeous but chopps is rippin' [Chorus: Husalah & E-40] Bitch, we mob so mainey I can't stop if she don't pay me Yeah, this slap is so damn crazy 'Cause I mob so goddamn mainey This goin' up, this goin' up, this goin' up [Verse 3: Turf Talk] Dopeman, dopeman, pharmaceut'al Early on the block with a cup o' noodle Kick door, kick door, no problemo If I think a nigga got it, I'm through that window (Gimme that) Gangsta crazy, sniffing coca Pop, pop, pop, my la vida loca No comprende, speak no English If it ain't about money, potna, it ain't my business Old school money like Troop and Fila Five chains on, got that Mr. T look Pull up one deep, take your wife off I swear I got a Benz that'll fuck your life off Bitches out here choosing 'cause they heard I do it big Bitch, don't give me half of nothing, I need every dime you get (Get up on it) [Chorus: Husalah & E-40] Bitch, we mob so mainey I can't stop if she don't pay me Yeah, this slap is so damn crazy 'Cause I mob so goddamn mainey This goin' up, this goin' up, this goin' up