2Pac — Let Them Thangs Go

[Intro] Throw them thangs Throw them thangs (kick me in!) Throw them thangs (yo nigga, throw…) [Verse 1] The quicker the nigga can go on The faster the nigga can get his dough on Then I can hit my flow and get my ho on Them niggas don't know what goes on They tryin' to fuck with all they clothes on Then act up when all the hoes gone [Hook] 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', motherfucker, let them thangs go! [Verse 2] I'm quick to kill a nigga, any nigga, feel me nigga You can't fade me, I'm way too fuckin' real nigga 2Pacalypse Now, still down with the Underground Niggas get clowned when I come around Boom boom, motherfucker, and it don't stop Fuck a cop, pass the Glock, and it won't stop [Hook] 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', motherfucker, 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 fuckin' 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 nigga 'cause you sure can't punch me [Hook] If you feel me, let me hear you say: (rock that shit!) If you feel me, let me hear you say: (rock that shit!) If you feel me, let me hear you say: (rock that shit!) 'Cause ain't a nigga alive that can stop the hit [Interlude: Spice1 & 2Pac] Hey, hold on, young 'Pac Motherfuckers ain't ridin' no hookers out here Punk motherfuckers think the Town Ain't got handle bars on and shit And you lie to get slapped behind here With a motherfuckin' motor, punk sissy Tell them motherfuckin' square-ass niggas Check this out Y'all finna come up off those motherfuckin' thangs 'Cause I ain't finna be up in sweatin' for nothin' You little punk square nigga! [Verse 4] I'm quick to spit the shit get you open Straight outta Oakland Fuck the law, get your jaw broken Ba-ba-ba-bang bang, nigga, it's a stick-up, dee Turn the kick up, I'm ready to rip the shit up, G They got me hype-hype-hyper, am I hype enough? Pass the blunt, motherfucker, let me light shit up! And pump you fist like this 'Cause the cops can't flip on a whole damn clique So suck dick! What they hittin' 'fo? Double up, nigga it's on The type of nigga that likes to bone with the lights on [Hook] If you ready for a nigga, hit me! (Hooooooo!) If you ready for a nigga, hit me! (Hooooooo!) If you ready for a nigga, hit me! (Hooooooo!) Stop frontin', motherfucker, let them thangs go! [Verse 5] Yes, some of you niggas are bitches too Little square motherfuckers tryin' to get to who? Pop pop, never made it to your punk-ass clique Talk shit, now you gotta get your punk-ass whipped For the bitches that be tryin' to work a nigga (fuck that bitch!) For the tramps that be tryin' to jerk a nigga (fuck that trick!) For the rollers that be tryin' to irk a nigga (fuck the cops!) I'ma hustle and you punks can't hurt me nigga [Hook] If you ready for a nigga, hit me! (Hooooooo!) If you ready for a nigga, hit me! (Hooooooo!) If you ready for a nigga, hit me! (Hooooooo!) Stop frontin', motherfucker, let them thangs go! [Outro] Uh, uh, yeah Let them thangs go