Here We Go lyrics - Chamillionaire

[Intro:]

Here we go again

That's life

Ooh, ooh, ooh... alright

Can't you see that it's raining? (hol' up)

Can't you see that it's pouring?

They just wanna see rainfall (hol' up)

They just hope that it's storming

I was gonna tell you when it rains it pours

Moder Nature's playing her part

C'mon, I don't have a lot of time to tell you this

But this is where we gon' start, hol' up

[Verse:]

Teenager from the North side of town

It was a rainy day in Houston now

Wasn't no hoopers out, just people that would loot your house

In a city where they used to smile, you could lose your child

Think back when I heard a rap

I would listen to the words of Chad and Bun B

"Have you heard of that?" is what I heard them ask

I never ever heard them laugh

Uncle Ro was a street cat

He was down with a Chi-town producer named Hurt-M-Badd

He did Hail Mary for 2Pac

When he spoke everybody listened to him like you heard the man

I met them out Rap-A-Lot, I was droppin' of my partner Crime

And I was really young at the time, I wasn't even 'sposed to be there

He asked me to come with him cause he knew I could rap some lines

No problem, on the way driving everybody else working on their day job, and

Don't sell weight, no I ain't robbing

I'm a keep going, told 'em that I ain't stopping

Had rhymes I was tryna bust, I guess I said something that was live enough

I had the type of vibe that these guys could trust

And one said you should come out to the Chi with us

Can't do, it took a little while to get cool

This relationship was brand new, but you know I had too

Fast forward three months later, where do you think Cham flew?

Touch down in a windy place, make a move to Chicago

Work for survival, Vice Lords and Disciples

"Stay gangsta" was the motto, really, what do I know?

Well, I learned real quick how to not die

Don't wear your ball cap to the wrong side

Matter fact, you don't wanna get the wrong vibe

Don't wear the ball cap if you gon' ride

It's what he told me, and he was OG

And when I listened to him I had did it closely

It was cold so he brought me a coogi

And matter fact he never told me "you owe me"

Think about it that was cool as hell

And I was try'na rap, tryna do it well

He had that type of hustle that included scales

The type of hustle that could put a dude in jail

I slept on his couch, I had said my prayer

Like, "why the hell did I move way out here?

"How did I get this great idea?"

Three months later I disappea...