DJ Quik - Let You Have It (Polish Version) lyrics

[Verse 1: DJ Quik]

Yeah
Now this is for the G's who know we needs that gangsta sh*t
It's like the P-Funk we funk so it's gots to hit
And when you fire up that hooter pass it to the young G
The n*gga Mista Quik, that's me from the C-to-the-P-to-the-T
And when I'm givin it up for my hood you can't clown
Cause when we lettin' off you gots to duck down
And then we're rollin back to the spot where they hang
(Westside fo'hundred street gang) so it's a street thang
Makin' that grip and stackin the chips high
Ballin', never fallin' I gots to stay fly
Whether they smokin up them beadies or rollin the joints fat
I gotta kick it with my n*ggas cause it's like that
And you need to know I ain't for none, because I'm dumpin'
The hollow point rounds that got everybody humpin'
But n*ggas they keep on mouthin', kickin' up the static
But keep on talkin' sh*t *machine gun* and I'mma let you havit

[Chorus: DJ Quik]

Yeah yeah
Huh, I'mma let you havit
Yeah
Check this
[Verse 2: DJ Quik]

Somebody told me that you dissed me (b*tch) in your video
But I ain't trippin cause I'm knowin' you ain't nothin' but a
Silly ho
And yeah I said your monkey ass name in my underground tape
But if you peeped game you woulda heard me say
("To the top of the tree, for C-M-W see")
We wasn't dissin lettin' you know the other side was on a mission
Comin up with the Quik-ness, now you know who's di*k this is
Down in the throats of the Compton's Most b*tchest
So take this sh*t back to your set if you got one
And I'mma be puttin the double oh bucks in my shotgun
And if you come back f*ckin around I'mma take your life
Why would you come back to a gunfight, with a f*ckin knife?
So there it is MC Eiht, cause you're wack
And Mista Quik can beat the n*ggas down with another sack
So keep on rollin in your Camry or your Rabbit but
If I catch you slippin in my hood, gotta let you havit