Let Them Thangs Go lyrics

[Intro]
Throw them thangs
Throw them thangs (Kick me in!)
Throw them thangs (Yo n*gga, throw…)

[Verse 1]
The quicker the n*gga can go on
The faster the n*gga can get his dough on
Then I can hit my flow and get my ho on
Them n*ggas don't know what goes on
They tryin' to f*ck with all they clothes on
Then act up when all the hoes gone

[Chorus]
Are you ready for my flow? Hit me! (Hoooooooo!)
Are you ready for my flow? Hit me! (Hoooooooo!)
Are you ready for my flow? Hit me! (Hoooooooo!)
Stop frontin', motherf*cker, let them thangs go!

[Verse 2]
I'm quick to kill a n*gga, any n*gga, feel me n*gga
You can't fade me, I'm way too f*ckin' real n*gga
2Pacalypse Now, still down with the Underground
n*ggas get clowned when I come around
Boom boom, motherf*cker, and it don't stop
f*ck a cop, pass the Glock, and it won't stop
[Chorus]
If you ready for my flow, hit me! (Hoooooooo!)
If you ready for my flow, hit me! (Hoooooooo!)
If you ready for my flow, hit me! (Hoooooooo!)
Stop frontin', motherf*cker, let them thangs go!

[Verse 3]
If you wonderin' the thunder and the trouble
Is comin' from the rebel as I hit ya from the lower level
Hit me once f*ckin' D M and two times
Poppin' like two 9's hittin' 'em with new rhymes
I can make you love me
Best to chill with the n*gga 'cause you sure can't punch me

[Chorus]
If you feel me, let me hear you say (Rock that sh*t!)
If you feel me, let me hear you say (Rock that sh*t!)
If you feel me, let me hear you say (Rock that sh*t!)
'Cause ain't a n*gga alive that can stop the hit

[Interlude: Spice1 & 2Pac]
Hey, hold on, young 'Pac
Motherf*ckers ain't ridin' no hookers out here
Punk motherf*ckers think the Town
Ain't got handle bars on and sh*t
And you lie to get slapped behind here
With a motherf*ckin' motor, punk sissy
Tell them motherf*ckin' square-ass n*ggas
Check this out
Y'all finna come up off those motherf*ckin' thangs
'Cause I ain't finna be up in sweatin' for nothin'
You little punk square n*gga!

[Verse 4]
I'm quick to spit the sh*t get you open
Straight outta Oakland
f*ck the law, get your jaw broken
Ba-ba-ba-bang bang, n*gga, it's a stick-up, dee
Turn the kick up, I'm ready to rip the sh*t up, G
They got me hype-hype-hyper, am I hype enough?
Pass the blunt, motherf*cker, let me light sh*t up!
And pump you fist like this
'Cause the cops can't flip on a whole damn clique
So suck di*k!
What they hittin' 'fo? Double up, n*gga it's on
The type of n*gga that likes to bone with the lights on

[Chorus]
If you ready for a n*gga, hit me! (Hooooooo!)
If you ready for a n*gga, hit me! (Hooooooo!)
If you ready for a n*gga, hit me! (Hooooooo!)
Stop frontin', motherf*cker, let them thangs go!
[Verse 5]
Yes, some of you n*ggas are b*tches too
Little square motherf*ckers tryin' to get to who?
Pop pop, never made it to your punk-ass clique
Talk sh*t, now you gotta get your punk-ass whipped
For the b*tches that be tryin' to work a n*gga (f*ck that b*tch!)
For the tramps that be tryin' to j*rk a n*gga (f*ck that trick!)
For the rollers that be tryin' to irk a n*gga (f*ck the cops!)
I'ma hustle and you punks can't hurt me n*gga

[Chorus]
If you ready for a n*gga, hit me! (Hooooooo!)
If you ready for a n*gga, hit me! (Hooooooo!)
If you ready for a n*gga, hit me! (Hooooooo!)
Stop frontin', motherf*cker, let them thangs go!

[Outro]
Uh, uh, yeah
Let them thangs go