Naughty By Nature - Let The Ho's Go Lyrics
Verse 1: treachBass me, face me, task the tip of a tastey*****es are sweet as a pastryYou dont know me homey, from a peach or a ponyIm the only, now your lyrics look lonelyLyrically fortified, born, Im immortalisedLightin shit up from wranglers to raw hidesPacked with black positivity and wizardryIm my own body and it built for partyinI rip hearts apart as if its my last rap? ? ? ? abroad and I represent that ass datShows seniority, lays the foundationBolos and donuts, oh I built the nationKeep the faith tastin, keep the touch clutchedKeep your face way away from the rough stuffIf it aint rough it aint ruggedEither you are born with none or youre stacked or star-studded]from the intro to end I will flowAnd aslo, yo come let the hos goChorus:Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho (let the hos go)Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, hoHo, ho, ho, ho, ho, hoHo, ho, ho, ho, hoVerse 2: treachMeet my friend mac 10, sittin backpacked and mackinThirsty for action, workin and smackinThe last of the allies, smoke em up shall iOr should i? Im sure to give it a good tryNo need for a survival kit, theres none left to fixTheyve all been blown into dust bitsFloatin in space, spinnin in infinityPart of the start is the end of any identityLost in the source, no cause, so the boss gettin offEast, the west, the south, break northYoull bite as my chew, as a guard duckin a graveyardActin is for actors so you rap but dont you play hardI got the mac to wax and I aint tryin to fall backI rap like Im the tops, stay real cos Im all thatIts my way on a highway, forget your friendsCos I stick that ass like cowboys stickin a contact lensLet the hos goChorusVerse 3: treachYou say youre hittin hard, huh, I say youre hardly hittinI grip ya quick like a ***** in a kitten mittenIm gettin grand and greater, sucker catch ya laterHe gettin paid with the fade of a space invaderYou lookin moonstruck, fear, start to talkin toughThen sayin sorry like I really give a mother*****Youre little late, dont you think that was the wrong approach-a?A sqwuab by the name of treach is sure to up and smoke yaAt anytime, anywhere, for any wanted causeI got a double-barrelled pump thats sayin give me yoursThen ima dash in a flash, duck and go for coverCos I have one for this robbery and many othersAnother gangster, no Im like an angry eckerDroppin you and gettin mad if you dont say thankyerThe clip clockin killers, and plus my county crewI gotta clutch, Ill clean your life, naw not after youSo dont try ta hide or apologiseApologies and go meet a french eyes is wiseSo if you know what I mean and have a hop blockAnd never ever seen a day when the money stopsYou gotta put up your fists, just to let me knowAint I gotta pump it hard to let the hos goLet the hos goChorusVerse 4: treachCompetition on canvas, never have I heard the tongueThrow a watch at me without it being *****in hungGive it a new style, neck him up and keep him learningShouldve had projects in the days of mississippi burningI let her see the white sheet hit the concreteAnd see that head go off and down from a thousand feetCos the brothers around me dont even play all thatThey see a sheet and a cross, they say oh, gimme thatHollow wind in illtown and dont you be a ghostCos you get your broke or even worst smokedNow this rhyme is regard lyrically low coldBut it had to have the flow to let the hos goLet the hos goChorus extended
