Where We Wanna

[Intro: T-Mo] Tell it! Tell it! Let 'em know Ha ha ha ha ha ha [Hook: Khujo] Talk how you wanna talk, hang where you wanna hang Slang like you wanna slang, Goodie Mob and C-Murder man Talk how you wanna talk, hang where you wanna hang Slang like you wanna slang, Goodie Mob and C-Murder man [Verse 1: Khujo] A soldier out that N.O. camp Meets the [?], God's finest cause he don't make no trash Pop us in your CD changer when you mash Exemplary, brothers droppin' brothers like the white man Shoot street, we won't, so get back Big gats spray and get no work when he on the porch smokin' crack Why girls wanna be Satan to the niggas incarcerated, I got one love Cause I can't get no where hatin', the funk I will not be rakin' Uh, I know one nigga that met his match, cakin' I'm not gon' tell you how to live your life, boy you bakin' [Verse 2: T-Mo] Bitch, I'm a runnin' all through you, you's a PT nigga Cause we run with TRU niggas, all about them dollar figures Ready to take the war, my mafia said go get 'em Hair growin' long, my hunger pain got my game goin' strong From the Twats to the Third Ward Shippin' them tens across the board like keys Blowin D's all the way down to New Orleans Baton Rouge, have you blues, don't snooze Or you might lose your life caught up in the fight [Hook: Khujo] Talk how you wanna talk, hang where you wanna hang Slang like you wanna slang, Goodie Mob and C-Murder man Talk how you wanna talk, hang where you wanna hang Slang like you wanna slang, Goodie Mob and C-Murder man [Verse 3: Big Gipp] Slugs and thugs go together like pumps and trunks Ready to dump, yo, laid back, crunk Blowin like king jumpin' hoggin' in the 99s Sizzlin' out my fuckin' face, jumpin' out your polo's Back up in the blunts birds, flip flop to the rolls elbows With the look, down here, rushin' all up on the curb Goodbye, night please, what you think? Murder can a nigga get up in a tree [Verse 4: C-Murder] Goodie Mob, real mail, A-T-L, where them killas dwell Southside niggas pushin' motherfuckin' platinum figures That many bitches wanna roll with us But like the weed with no seed we just roll 'em up Beats by the Pound and No Limit, Goodie Mob and Murder man like Jackie Chan Hittin' hard and pushin' weight by the sound You hit the I-10 and head west or we'll test Cause down in Twats, fuck the cops, killas packin' Glocks Lo and Gipp never trip, we gon' sank a nigga ship T-Mo and Khujo in a motherfuckin' studio And gettin' crunk, bumpin' in a trunk And rap when I wanna rap, so where my real niggas at? [Verse 5: Cee-Lo] Oh, Lord, I'm Sugar, Sugar please, take it easy, heeze Already beat him to his knees, he gon' give you your cheese Talkin bout the day [?] your tippin' the scale I work your ass like a woman, make you sale your tail Throw your ass on the stove and repay you there I'ma let C-Murder make your t-shirt wet I'm a bet, hot enough to make the concrete sweat Fuck with me the wrong way and know you'll never forget [Hook: Khujo] Talk how you wanna talk, hang where you wanna hang Slang like you wanna slang, Goodie Mob and C-Murder man Talk how you wanna talk, hang where you wanna hang Slang like you wanna slang, Goodie Mob and C-Murder man Talk how you wanna talk, hang where you wanna hang Slang like you wanna slang, Goodie Mob and C-Murder man Talk how you wanna talk, hang where you wanna hang Slang like you wanna slang, Goodie Mob and C-Murder man