Nas - Let 'Em Hang Lyrics
[Intro]Uh, yea, it's like that They wanna know how nigga do it, youknawhati'masayinI had a nigga come up to me and ask me and shitWhy I ain't got that, youknawhati'msayin***** nigga get on your job, nigga let your nuts hang beeitchCheck it out though[Chorus: V-12]These well, theeeeeese41st side Lake EntertainmentOh yea, if you come to QB you gonna get...[Nas]Yo, foes decompose in their coffins, hoes creepin with bossesNo sleep in my fortress break day thinkin of lossesTaxes and IRS government gangstasBut I'm a scientist in love with big president facesMy residence changes from ghetto to acresAvoidin jealousy snake shitCan't afford another felony lake bent drivin them PorscheNiggaz sayin Nas came through Wit a flyin saucers With some strange shoes on the tirin flossinSo now they know wanna offer 'em killin stick 'em and cost 'emCatch him slippin, trippin get 'em for all his fortuneSup with this Nas hatred, y'all can suck my dickGot these niggaz wives ***** makin them ***** my fistMy mystique have the world frozeMy physique got me dressed up in shell toesIn ganga leaf, I inhale slowI'm from out of town capsule some kind of portalSpittin these rhyme at you like a martyr[Chorus: V-12]Lay low, lay low (lay low)Cuz all y'all niggaz won't (y'all niggaz)If you come to QB you goin to get murdered You goin to get murdered (murdered, murdered)You going to get murdered (Why get shot up)If you come to QB you goin to get murdered[Lake]Sayin old dudes jewel me, now salute meI've grew more than they ever though I would beHavin no pops to mourn me, just show meGod didn't plan for another man to control meYou know me from bustin my gun bloodEven up in north my cell smell like Christian DiorBefore I lost my case I had to gain masteredBeen had heart now my papers startin to match itI stack til they capture me and kept a bottle of half-a-GAnd sold 20's while I rap to beastMy wifey beef over my robberiesBut they put my man in the "L" still on the armoryLoyal to the heritage, though I put 7 in itDudes s***** me, word to Spanky, I never snitchI put a bullet in your face 'fore I go to JakeRule number 1 out here, don't ***** with Lake[Chorus: V-12]Lay low, lay low (lay low)Cuz all y'all niggaz won't (y'all niggaz)If you come to QB your goin to get murderedYour goin to get chopped up, (murdered) boxed up Your goin to get murdered If you come to QB your goin to get...[Nas]Yo, yo, yo Our guns are haunted with the ghost of bodySmoke 'em like we suppose toYour whole crew come to face to face with shottyTold you!, Bravehearted we appear when it's onLight up your block like its day time y'all niggaz be goneSo many niggaz that's be pursuin Nas when they spot meThey be jumpin out of movin cars and landin on my TimsI tell 'em be careful don't damage the skinAmateurs cram around wit the hopes to get glance at the end[Lake]Aiyo most of my friends have ulterior motivesI'm wise cuz I realize that sounds is goldenMourned shorty from cat shacky who wrote to meLivin through them back then was givin hope to meI control many, being a flossiestMost notorious, Queensbridge extortionistLove my hood no question, I'm gonna rep itBut I'm not just a QB tenant, I'm the president[Chorus: V-12]
