Chords for Hustle Gang - Here I Go (ft. Mystikal) ft. T.I., Mystikal, Young Dro, Shad Da God, Spodee

_ _ _ _ _ [G#] _ What you gon' [Em] do?
[D] What you gon' do?
[C#]
[B] Won't do.
Y'all better get a brand new bra,
Get a brand new bra like a gun,
[F#m]
Spice it like gum,
Spice on the bum.
[C#] _ Bring [B] my niggas' phone.
You know [C#m] this shit do crazy.
[D#] Yeah, [Bm] you tell me.
_ [C#] _ _ [B] _ _
Fuckin' damn [D] bull.
_ [C#m] _ _ _
Watch [Bm] while me catch [C#] fifty first,
[G] What's so big [Em] if you hit reverse?
I'ma draw down [D] on you and your partner [C#m] so perfect,
You don't [B] think this shit will hurt,
I can speed [Bm] the verse,
You can't handle [C#] the [B] repercussions,
You can't flip the Russians,
Blood is Russian,
[D] Call it a twisted [A#] count,
So you know [B] my coat's from Tuscany.
Sandy [Bm] Rufkin,
You dumb about,
Black Cush [E] reading it,
Put it in the L,
Black [D] meat,
Co-op delivering on trail,
[C#m] [Bm] Chinchilla cover up my mother over there,
West side,
I can make a [F#] killing over there,
East [Bm] side,
I can't count without Slim,
[A] Sporty on deck,
Can't kill him without him,
Free [B] crazy,
Front pocket on bill.
Kicking [Bm] my shot,
Jet [C#] cool and bout to [A] smoke another,
[Em] Kicking my [B] feet up, [D] Young Donji,
Your [D#] pilot [B] rolling with your,
Now all these [D] folk got something to [A] say,
By where I be and where [B] I go,
I heard,
Who's [D] looking for me?
B [F#m]-B-B-B-B-B-B [B]-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B _ _ _ [C#m]-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B [B] _ -B _ _ _ [F#]-B _ -B _ _ -B
_ Pilot _ _ _ _ _
[Bm] _ _ _ [C#] with your V,
[Bm] Bit black,
[E] Can't fit up in the seat,
On [Bm] the whole block,
You just 2 private dealers,
On the whole band made the AP glitch
Young wanna f*** me, she wanna f*** my wrist
Tell her like, young Joe f*** that [N] bitch
Bought a 357, went back to the neighborhood, bug that bitch
Then this b**** better go on with the russet shit
I sent 50 then empty out another clip
I'm west side, ride my hoops still
On the phone, see I'm with my little cousin here
I'm on the south side right now, ain't nothing in the world but some big [Bm] b****es tools
Hey my n***a, we so decent though, even [F#] if it ain't on me I'm strapped like a [Bm] phone
I know n****s that couldn't work, hey b****
And ride with b**** [E] like it's no risk
Buddy A [D] call too [B] fast, on some mother f***in'
Something new [D] to the G, this a [C#] b**** to me
[Bm] 10 years in the game, still a rookie to me
You don't like what I'm saying, hear me, so you think right [E] now
This G ain't got a love for me
[B] [D] Kicking my shit, jet [C#] cool and bout to [A] smoke another
[Em] Kicking my feet up, [D] young G the [D#] pilot [B] rolling with Joe
Now [Bm] all these folk got something to say about where I be and where [B] I go
I heard n****s were [D] looking for me, here [B] I go
Where I go, _ _ _ _ [E] _
where I [Bm] go
_ Where _ _ [F#] I go, _ where _ _
[Bm] I _ _ _ [F#] go
[Bm] _
_ _ I'm made for this, steak and lobster my table's this
Been kicking this flavor s***, no LaCoste but this Gator
_ Joe is my brother from another mother, we made the [F#] clip
And me and Slim from Decatur, trippin'
So K [Bm] to split, I [C#] spit rhymes [B] like I'm 6'9 [Em] and my K to 6
Me and Crips trying [Bm] to depict lines, [C#m] Blick trying [B] to portray this s***
[Bm] _ _ [C#m] I'm [B] big time, don't play with this
I got 6'9 when I [Bm] click, man, [C#m] your whole clique dying, I'm K to [B] this
We the 300 n****s, if you want the b****, better come and get her
It's pimpin' here, I ain't no babysitter, I got 30 shoes with Kator in them
_ So Lain go out there for the limelight
_ _ When you heard that you forget about my fine ride
Now I'm kicking [Bm] my s***, jet [C#m] cool and [D] bout to smoke [E] another
Kicking my [B] feet up, y'all [D] know I'm cheeto, [A] probably [B] rolling with your hoe
Now all these [D] folk got something to [A] say about where I [B] be and where I go
I heard n****s were [D] looking for me, [F#m] here [Bm] I go
[B] Where I [Bm] go, where _ _ _ _ I go
_ _ _ _ Where [F#] I go, _ _ where [Bm] _ _
I go
_ _ _ [F#] _ _
[F] I still be swinging on the track like a lumberjack
I'm throbbing in a drum full of coke, I get it popping like a lightning bolt
Yeah, mother f***er got my thunder back, my look [B] made your sister wanna ride the track
My beats made your brother wanna bow to rap, my smoke song [N] made your daddy wanna roll in the blood
And mama holler that nobody got time for that, I turn from a human to a wolf on a song
Ruh-rah-rah, I ripped these shoulders, asked these, would they be standing in the front row screaming, we want more
I was at it for an hour, she couldn't catch a breath, but still she want more
After the show, I [B] handed my mother f***er, bending me, I say more
[Bm] T.I. sent me a song, he said [E] OG, merk that, he [B] said it real [D] familiar and it was real [C#m] familiar
So I let [F#] up that, heard [Bm] that, never [F#] f***ing never [B] saw
Give a s***, some of this, give a [D] damn, here I [A] am, you [Bm] looking for me,