Let Them Thangs Go

Throw them thangs, throw them thangs, throw them thangs.
(Yo nigger!)

The quicker the nigger can go on,
the faster the nigger can get his dough on.
Then I can hit my flow and get my ho on.
Them niggers don't know what goes on.
They trying to fuck with all they clothes on,
then act up when all the ho's gone.
Are you ready for my flow? Hit me! (Ho!)
Are you ready for my flow? Hit me! (Ho!)
Are you ready for my flow? Hit me! (Ho!)
Stop fronting mother fucker, let them thangs go!

I'm quick to kill a nigger, any nigger, feel me nigger.
You can't fade me, I'm way too fucking real, nigger!
2Pacalypse Now, I'm still down with the Underground,
niggers get clowned when I come around.
Boom, boom, mother fucker, and it don't stop.
Fuck a cop, pass the Glock, and it won't stop.
If you're ready for my flow, hit me! (Ho!)
If you're ready for my flow, hit me! (Ho!)
If you're ready for my flow, hit me! (Ho!)
Stop fronting motherfucker, let them thangs go!

If you're wondering, the thunder and the trouble
is coming from the rebel as I hit you from the lower level.
Hit me once, fuckin' D hit me two times.
Popping like two nines, hitting 'em with new rhymes.
I can make you love me.
Best to chill with the nigger 'cause you sure can't punch me.
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 nigger alive that can stop the hit.

(Spice1)
Hey, hold on young 'Pac
Motherfuckers ain't riding no hookers out here.
Punk mother fuckers think the town,
ain't got handle bars on and shit.
And your liable to get slapped behind here
with a motherfucking motor, punk sissy.

(2Pac)
Tell them mother fucking square ass niggers
Check this out!
Y'all fittin' come up off those mother fucking thangs.
'Cause I ain't fittin' be up here sweating for nothing,
you little punk square nigger.

I'm quick to spit the shit, get you opened.
Straight out of Oakland!
Fuck the law, get your jaw broken.
B,b,b,bang bang, nigga it's a stick up, D.
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, mother fucker let me light shit up!
And pump your fist like this.
'Cause the cops can't flip on a whole damn click,
so suck dick!
What they hitting for? Double up, nigger it's on!
The type of nigger that likes to bone with the lights on.
If you're ready for a nigger, hit me! (Ho!)
If you're ready for a nigger, hit me! (Ho!)
If you're ready for a nigger, hit me! (Ho!)
Stop fronting mother fucker let them thangs go!

Yes, some of you niggers are bitches, too.
Little square mother fuckers trying to get to your crew.
Pop, pop, never made it to your punk ass click.
Talk shit, now you got to get your punk ass whipped.
For the bitches that be trying to work a nigger (Fuck that bitch!)
For the tramps that be trying to jerk a nigger (Fuck that trick!)
For the rollers that be trying to urk a nigger (Fuck the cops!)
I'm a hustler and you punks can't hurt me, nigger.
If you're ready for a nigga, hit me! (Ho!)
If you're ready for a nigga, hit me! (Ho!)
If you're ready for a nigga, hit me! (Ho!)
Stop fronting motherfucker let them thangs go
Hit me!
Yeah, let them thangs go!




Transcription 1997 by Jim Moore for Relativity Labs.
1997 Interscope Records. All Rights Reserved.
Used without permisson.