Let It Go

Yo, what's up? Coolio in the box, and it don't stop Hit Instinct Production What's your malfunction, nigga? Replacement's in the house! Yo, I'ma do it like this They wanna ride, wanna roll, yeah, they wanna dip Fascinated by the heat with the extra clip 'Cause it's sittin' in the middle when we take a trip Ain't no flame-actin' fools on that extra shit This is pimpin' over here, nigga, fuck a bitch We gonna keep it that way 'til the apocalypse Ain't no sense if it can't make our pockets thick We down to ball, but we never been known to trick Bullshit proof for bitches that's ridin' dick 'Bout the size of the rims that's on my wrist, whip Run your mouth too much and get a busted lip I'm like Hammer except you can't fuck with this You're safe enough with me slidin' down these city streets I got a ghetto pass, everybody know me So lay your seat back, baby girl, roll up a tree Turn the music up, you're rollin' with an OG Let it go, let it go, let it go (let it go) If it's on then, let a nigga know (let him know) If it ain't, then let a nigga flow (let him flow) Let it go, let it go, let it go (let it go) Let it go, let it go, let it go (let it go) If it's on then, let a nigga know (let him know) Coolio won't never be no ho (oh no) Let it go, let it go, let it go (let it go) Dum-diddy-dum, diddy-diddy-dum-dum Rollin' through the hood in a '96 Hum With TVs in the back, and TVs in the front Four amps six twelves, and you can't get none Five blocks away, boy, you can hear me come They all crowd around just to listen to the bum Haters on the sidelines, but they don't wanna thump 'Cause I got a .45 that'll make their body jump Best prepare yourself 'cause you gonna take some lumps Replacement's in the house in position for the stump In the back gettin' high with both hands on the pump Like he make the money grow like his name was Donald Trump Ass to the back, both thighs to the front You better bite the bullet, girl, I'm about to hump It's hot up in the kitchen, fool, I done told you once Click-click, boom, motherfucker, I'm about to dump Let it go, let it go, let it go (let it go) If it's on then, let a nigga know (let him know) If it ain't, then let a nigga flow (let him flow) Let it go, let it go, let it go (let it go) Let it go, let it go, let it go (let it go) If it's on then, let a nigga know (let him know) Coolio won't never be no ho (oh no) Let it go, let it go, let it go (let it go) Man makes the money, money don't make a man Without a plan, though, you got no money in your hand I tried to spit it extra real so you can understand And burning hopes like dope, homie, so do the damn Get your paper, hustler, get your fetti, player Stack your chips up, cousin, don't you be no hater Don't you be no phony, be a macaroni Steak and shrimp, fuck ramen and baloney You can be lonely or be like Pretty Tony Don Bishop, Magic Juan, Superfly, homie Push a Benz, match a Lex, and rock a Rollie Pimp a 'lac or '64 that's stock only You can be choosy or only fuck with groupies Have a family or live your life like a movie This ain't no Hollywood fantasy or a picture, though Life is short, take that bullshit and let it go Let it go, let it go, let it go (let it go) If it's on then, let a nigga know (let him know) If it ain't, then let a nigga flow (let him flow) Let it go, let it go, let it go (let it go) Let it go, let it go, let it go (let it go) If it's on then, let a nigga know (let him know) Coolio won't never be no ho (oh no) Let it go, let it go, let it go (let it go) Let it go