| Song | There They Go |
| Artist | Master P |
| Album | Ghetto Bill |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Where them thugs at, there they go | |
| Where them thug girls at, there they go | |
| Where them ballers at, there they go | |
| If you came to get buck then throw yo' hood up | |
| Where them thugs at, there they go | |
| Where them thug girls at, there they go | |
| Where them ballers at, there they go | |
| If you came to get buck then throw yo' hood up | |
| I pull up at the club, drinkin' and | |
| I'm gettin' loose | |
| I'm V.I.P., | |
| I ain't thinkin' how | |
| I'm gettin' through | |
| I'm chillin' with | |
| P and I'm actin' the fool | |
| When your girl see the | |
| Tank then | |
| I'm snatchin' your boo | |
| I'm in the 'llac, | |
| Halleluyah in the | |
| CoupeMy dawgs in the back with the gats and the food | |
| Yeah, it's young | |
| Drumma, straight from the slums of | |
| Where niggaz shine to stay on the come up | |
| Niggaz jealous from the ice on my neck | |
| Don't be alarmed nigga 'cause | |
| I'm nice with the tec | |
| Shorty lookin' right in her dress | |
| When I took her home, skipped talk, right into sex | |
| Yep, I'm the truth, you the other man | |
| You think you're hot but | |
| I'll prove you're like an oven fan | |
| I got them broads sayin', “ | |
| Dude, so wicked” | |
| Straight from the | |
| South man, | |
| New No Limit, yeah | |
| Where them thugs at, there they go | |
| Where them thug girls at, there they go | |
| Where them ballers at, there they go | |
| If you came to get buck then throw yo' hood up | |
| Where them thugs at, there they go | |
| Where them thug girls at, there they go | |
| Where them ballers at, there they go | |
| If you came to get buck then throw yo' hood up | |
| You can find us on the block with that rock boy | |
| I'm a New | |
| No Limit Soldier, not a hot boy | |
| Put my name on the ward, | |
| I'm a legend like | |
| HookPosted up on the block with the killers and crooks | |
| Ghetto Bill could never be no stunna, nigga | |
| What I got, cars for the winter and summer, nigga | |
| You don't know me, keep my name out your motherfuckin' mouth' | |
| Fore I send some fuckin' killers to yo' house | |
| And the game get real, so niggaz pack steel | |
| When some shit pop off, you better get it how you live | |
| From the city, where we don't give a fuck about snitches | |
| We in the club | |
| V.I.P., finger fuckin' some bitches | |
| So where them ballers at, shot callers at | |
| I'm like Warren | |
| G shorty, gimme alla dat | |
| Before I leave, baby girl, you could slip me the digits | |
| And later on you could play with the lizard, you heard me? | |
| Where them thugs at, there they go | |
| Where them thug girls at, there they go | |
| Where them ballers at, there they go | |
| If you came to get buck then throw yo' hood up | |
| Where them thugs at, there they go | |
| Where them thug girls at, there they go | |
| Where them ballers at, there they go | |
| If you came to get buck then throw yo' hood up |
| Where them thugs at, there they go | |
| Where them thug girls at, there they go | |
| Where them ballers at, there they go | |
| If you came to get buck then throw yo' hood up | |
| Where them thugs at, there they go | |
| Where them thug girls at, there they go | |
| Where them ballers at, there they go | |
| If you came to get buck then throw yo' hood up | |
| I pull up at the club, drinkin' and | |
| I' m gettin' loose | |
| I' m V. I. P., | |
| I ain' t thinkin' how | |
| I' m gettin' through | |
| I' m chillin' with | |
| P and I' m actin' the fool | |
| When your girl see the | |
| Tank then | |
| I' m snatchin' your boo | |
| I' m in the ' llac, | |
| Halleluyah in the | |
| CoupeMy dawgs in the back with the gats and the food | |
| Yeah, it' s young | |
| Drumma, straight from the slums of | |
| Where niggaz shine to stay on the come up | |
| Niggaz jealous from the ice on my neck | |
| Don' t be alarmed nigga ' cause | |
| I' m nice with the tec | |
| Shorty lookin' right in her dress | |
| When I took her home, skipped talk, right into sex | |
| Yep, I' m the truth, you the other man | |
| You think you' re hot but | |
| I' ll prove you' re like an oven fan | |
| I got them broads sayin', " | |
| Dude, so wicked" | |
| Straight from the | |
| South man, | |
| New No Limit, yeah | |
| Where them thugs at, there they go | |
| Where them thug girls at, there they go | |
| Where them ballers at, there they go | |
| If you came to get buck then throw yo' hood up | |
| Where them thugs at, there they go | |
| Where them thug girls at, there they go | |
| Where them ballers at, there they go | |
| If you came to get buck then throw yo' hood up | |
| You can find us on the block with that rock boy | |
| I' m a New | |
| No Limit Soldier, not a hot boy | |
| Put my name on the ward, | |
| I' m a legend like | |
| HookPosted up on the block with the killers and crooks | |
| Ghetto Bill could never be no stunna, nigga | |
| What I got, cars for the winter and summer, nigga | |
| You don' t know me, keep my name out your motherfuckin' mouth' | |
| Fore I send some fuckin' killers to yo' house | |
| And the game get real, so niggaz pack steel | |
| When some shit pop off, you better get it how you live | |
| From the city, where we don' t give a fuck about snitches | |
| We in the club | |
| V. I. P., finger fuckin' some bitches | |
| So where them ballers at, shot callers at | |
| I' m like Warren | |
| G shorty, gimme alla dat | |
| Before I leave, baby girl, you could slip me the digits | |
| And later on you could play with the lizard, you heard me? | |
| Where them thugs at, there they go | |
| Where them thug girls at, there they go | |
| Where them ballers at, there they go | |
| If you came to get buck then throw yo' hood up | |
| Where them thugs at, there they go | |
| Where them thug girls at, there they go | |
| Where them ballers at, there they go | |
| If you came to get buck then throw yo' hood up |
| Where them thugs at, there they go | |
| Where them thug girls at, there they go | |
| Where them ballers at, there they go | |
| If you came to get buck then throw yo' hood up | |
| Where them thugs at, there they go | |
| Where them thug girls at, there they go | |
| Where them ballers at, there they go | |
| If you came to get buck then throw yo' hood up | |
| I pull up at the club, drinkin' and | |
| I' m gettin' loose | |
| I' m V. I. P., | |
| I ain' t thinkin' how | |
| I' m gettin' through | |
| I' m chillin' with | |
| P and I' m actin' the fool | |
| When your girl see the | |
| Tank then | |
| I' m snatchin' your boo | |
| I' m in the ' llac, | |
| Halleluyah in the | |
| CoupeMy dawgs in the back with the gats and the food | |
| Yeah, it' s young | |
| Drumma, straight from the slums of | |
| Where niggaz shine to stay on the come up | |
| Niggaz jealous from the ice on my neck | |
| Don' t be alarmed nigga ' cause | |
| I' m nice with the tec | |
| Shorty lookin' right in her dress | |
| When I took her home, skipped talk, right into sex | |
| Yep, I' m the truth, you the other man | |
| You think you' re hot but | |
| I' ll prove you' re like an oven fan | |
| I got them broads sayin', " | |
| Dude, so wicked" | |
| Straight from the | |
| South man, | |
| New No Limit, yeah | |
| Where them thugs at, there they go | |
| Where them thug girls at, there they go | |
| Where them ballers at, there they go | |
| If you came to get buck then throw yo' hood up | |
| Where them thugs at, there they go | |
| Where them thug girls at, there they go | |
| Where them ballers at, there they go | |
| If you came to get buck then throw yo' hood up | |
| You can find us on the block with that rock boy | |
| I' m a New | |
| No Limit Soldier, not a hot boy | |
| Put my name on the ward, | |
| I' m a legend like | |
| HookPosted up on the block with the killers and crooks | |
| Ghetto Bill could never be no stunna, nigga | |
| What I got, cars for the winter and summer, nigga | |
| You don' t know me, keep my name out your motherfuckin' mouth' | |
| Fore I send some fuckin' killers to yo' house | |
| And the game get real, so niggaz pack steel | |
| When some shit pop off, you better get it how you live | |
| From the city, where we don' t give a fuck about snitches | |
| We in the club | |
| V. I. P., finger fuckin' some bitches | |
| So where them ballers at, shot callers at | |
| I' m like Warren | |
| G shorty, gimme alla dat | |
| Before I leave, baby girl, you could slip me the digits | |
| And later on you could play with the lizard, you heard me? | |
| Where them thugs at, there they go | |
| Where them thug girls at, there they go | |
| Where them ballers at, there they go | |
| If you came to get buck then throw yo' hood up | |
| Where them thugs at, there they go | |
| Where them thug girls at, there they go | |
| Where them ballers at, there they go | |
| If you came to get buck then throw yo' hood up |