Let You Havit lyrics

Artist  : Dj Quik 
Song : Let You Havit



 Send "Let You Havit" Ringtone to your Cell 

 

Yeah

Now this is for the G's who know we
needs that gangsta shit
It's like the P Funk
we funk so its gotsta hit
And when you fire up
that hooter pass it to the young G
The nigga
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 niggaz 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 niggaz they keep
on mouthin, kickin up the static
But keep on
talkin shit *machine gun* and I'ma let you
havit

Yeah yeah
Huh, I'ma let you
havit
Yeah
Check this

Somebody told
me that you dissed me (bitch) in your
video
But I ain't trippin cause I'm knowin you
ain't nothin but a silly hoe
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 dick this
is
Down in the throats of the Compton's Most
Bitches
So take this shit back to your set if
you got one
And I'ma be puttin the double oh
bugs in my shotgun
And if you come back fuckin
around I'ma take your life
Why would you come
back to a gunfight, with a fuckin knife?
So
there it is MC Eiht, cause you're wack
And
Mista Quik can beat the niggaz 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

Ahh yeah
Gotta let
you havit
Huh, I'ma let you havit