Here We Are/go Killem Lyrics - Tha Dogg Pound

[Daz](Kurupt) 

Psss.. yeah.. 

It's about time y'all bitch ass niggaz (fuck this.. shit) 

Y'knahmsayin? Tired of ya bitch ass niggaz everywhere 

(Yeah nigga, Daz and Kurupt) 1-8-7 killin, everyday all day 

I'm comin out! 

[Daz] 

Nigga cause you better come strapped wit some tec's 

to get back or get capped, the back slap, a late flap 

Swingle's the cheater when them thangs come in screechin in the dark 

I want my snija when you singin the sparks 

Dustin off bread, motherfuckers for startin Rucker's 

Can't touch us, me and my homey reply wit fuckers 

Me and my dogg's blast attention leavin y'all less in the action 

Bitch ass sorry ass bastards, heartless, senseless coward 

I was born to devauer, cut your sorry's 

For all my real niggaz behind bars 

Scared for life, from the blade of a knife 

The kid strikes at thirteen for takin ya life 

Seven tec's, I earn repect; you "Chin Check" the rest 

or die when your bitch ass death 

I take precaution, stalkin these streets, flossin and ballin 

Keep your hand on yo' heat, cause we playin for keeps 

Real niggaz do real thangs in this gang-bang life we lead 

You can't hang, nigga die and bleed 

Murder won't stop 'til every buster and sucker drop 

Fuck the cops, stop me from corruptin the block 

Rocks pass the glocks in the weed spot 

Stop playa hatin, whodie got and clock yo' own knock 

Tryna perfect the shine, the fifty-eight camera's die 

Blind ya when we comin from behind 

[Chorus: male singer + female singer] 

Here we are (here we are) 

and there they are (there they are) 

Gonna get gone, aiyya, aiyya (get gone, get gone) {*gun shot*} 

Gonna get gone, aiyya, aiyya (get gone, get gone) {*gun shot*} 

[Chorus] 

[Daz] 

(?)'s a herb, call the choreographer the murderer 

Camaro's, I show no mercy and no sorrow 

Fuedin, layin 'em down, for every radio, seveditary 

Layin 'em down dead up in the montuary 

Death is more, another life is gone 

Brandish your torn; forty weeks later - a soldier is born 

Inbine your neighborhood to let me if you could 

Be a G or you claim to be let me know if you could 

Back shootin up, hoes Cadillac's {*gun shot*} 

Don't ever come back, you show me where it's at 

Off the rack comes the gay, buck sprays 

and A.K. retaliates in a major way! 

We're in the land where it's banned from man 

Clan for clan, where simple mistake, you end up dead (yeah.. say what?) 

I roll with Crips (?) for the chips 

Grip the pistol to ya brain, never takin no shit 

Whether, Heaven or Hell, I gotsta prevail 

Rather die makin it happen and to die in a cell 

Rather load up my hollow-point shells 

but nigga, you snitch and tell 

leave they bodies wit the maggots and snails (UGH UGH!) 

Shit, duck for T-Duck.. (ahh!), always G'd up 

On a mission for tuition, I need bucks 

Big dollars.. (why?), I jack niggaz cause I gotta 

My kids got enemys now because of they father (shhh) 

[Chorus] - 2X 

[Daz] 

Smoked and loaded and fucked up by a locked up 

On some niggaz who try to get buck 

In the fashion, the blastin, it's hard to imagine 

Not cashin no niggaz who be actin like bastards 

What do I do, but call my niggaz and my crew to come 

do what they do, and put they work on you 

See me automatic, cause static, static's inatic of a gun-play 

Like everyday, all day 

You want trouble? Ha-ha, let's bring the fan 

and Daz you blast, so donate bitch ass 

Adios as his ass got smoked 

and fucked the wrong nigga now his ass is goast 

I smoke a blunt and stick my dick in some cunt (ahh AHH!) 

To me and my homeboy's, ya just some punks, haha 

Who really want it? Nigga come get it 

Slowly but surely, homey you ain't never forget it 

How many times I gotta say somethin, I'm fuckin wit mine 

Livin the life of crime where it's do or die 

Y'all niggaz don't really want none of this 

We the shit, but ya fucked ya crew, bitch! 

[Chorus] - 3X w/ variations 

[Daz] {*w/ female singer singing in background*} 

Kill 'em, kill 'em 

Yeah, pull up on this nigga right here 

Choke out (?) {*gun shot*} 

PLO! KILL 'EM!...