You Betta Let Em Go by 2Guns Boyz Lyrics
[verse 1]:
Their shit gettin' hard sometimes, got me thinking I lost my mind
But still I'm on own mission. Get it? Dollar sized
No time to sit down. No wishes, just grind
Cause niggas are come up and never come back around
Just a friend, homie or you're pretendin', homie?
I've grown up to know that wanna let you get it. You wanna know that
Niggas stand me in my back, just like they don't know me
'Em run up it as they want like a game, homie
Coming this game with knowledge of this fight for my life
And the same shit with bitches them niggas do twice
Real shit calling craps cause I'm rolling with a dice
That's why my ace boon coon can be by my own murdered for the night
Yeah, I'm higher than I am, but I watch niggas stay fly
Yo, waiting on the chance to get shot singer
But little money making homies want you to die quicker
Now you wanna curt niggas screaming for dark
Nigga is gettin' blown
[Hook]:
Y'all hear us from ya hate
What you came it to the game
What you... but my niggas changing on you
You better let 'em go!
And y'all should pack it all off the pistol
You pack it all off the pistol
When die for your name nigga, yo
Nigga you better let 'em go!
Y'all hear us from ya hate
What you came it to the game
What you... but my niggas changing on you
You better let 'em go!
And y'all should pack it all off the pistol
You pack it all off the pistol
When die for your name nigga, yo
Nigga you better let 'em go!
[Verse 3]:
Y'all better let em go, listen me! I'm so good!
From real down to uptown, growin' up from hood
And every year I gain clout to my name sprouts
Some brothers'd still be large if the crack never came out
Garantee success, now I'mma first class
Money like a chess. Hard! But I'm done to pass
Stayin' on top, in the up. Haters hate me
But I don't give a fuck, bitches like me
From Monday to Sunday, everyday busy
Stayin' in fuckin' out. Dats my hustlin' business
My 40 glocc shot so hot, yeah I know it
Stay in safety your ass. Bitch, I'mma throw it
Holla at me if ya know what I do
I'm ready to the fight and I'm gon' be true
Stayin' on top of the world and you wanna be -
2Guns Boyz and Thugga. Now we're blowin' the street
[Hook]:
Y'all hear us from ya hate
What you came it to the game
What you... but my niggas changing on you
You better let 'em go!
And y'all should pack it all off the pistol
You pack it all off the pistol
When die for your name nigga, yo
Nigga you better let 'em go!
Y'all hear us from ya hate
What you came it to the game
What you... but my niggas changing on you
You better let 'em go!
And y'all should pack it all off the pistol
You pack it all off the pistol
When die for your name nigga, yo
Nigga you better let 'em go!
Their shit gettin' hard sometimes, got me thinking I lost my mind
But still I'm on own mission. Get it? Dollar sized
No time to sit down. No wishes, just grind
Cause niggas are come up and never come back around
Just a friend, homie or you're pretendin', homie?
I've grown up to know that wanna let you get it. You wanna know that
Niggas stand me in my back, just like they don't know me
'Em run up it as they want like a game, homie
Coming this game with knowledge of this fight for my life
And the same shit with bitches them niggas do twice
Real shit calling craps cause I'm rolling with a dice
That's why my ace boon coon can be by my own murdered for the night
Yeah, I'm higher than I am, but I watch niggas stay fly
Yo, waiting on the chance to get shot singer
But little money making homies want you to die quicker
Now you wanna curt niggas screaming for dark
Nigga is gettin' blown
[Hook]:
Y'all hear us from ya hate
What you came it to the game
What you... but my niggas changing on you
You better let 'em go!
And y'all should pack it all off the pistol
You pack it all off the pistol
When die for your name nigga, yo
Nigga you better let 'em go!
Y'all hear us from ya hate
What you came it to the game
What you... but my niggas changing on you
You better let 'em go!
And y'all should pack it all off the pistol
You pack it all off the pistol
When die for your name nigga, yo
Nigga you better let 'em go!
[Verse 3]:
Y'all better let em go, listen me! I'm so good!
From real down to uptown, growin' up from hood
And every year I gain clout to my name sprouts
Some brothers'd still be large if the crack never came out
Garantee success, now I'mma first class
Money like a chess. Hard! But I'm done to pass
Stayin' on top, in the up. Haters hate me
But I don't give a fuck, bitches like me
From Monday to Sunday, everyday busy
Stayin' in fuckin' out. Dats my hustlin' business
My 40 glocc shot so hot, yeah I know it
Stay in safety your ass. Bitch, I'mma throw it
Holla at me if ya know what I do
I'm ready to the fight and I'm gon' be true
Stayin' on top of the world and you wanna be -
2Guns Boyz and Thugga. Now we're blowin' the street
[Hook]:
Y'all hear us from ya hate
What you came it to the game
What you... but my niggas changing on you
You better let 'em go!
And y'all should pack it all off the pistol
You pack it all off the pistol
When die for your name nigga, yo
Nigga you better let 'em go!
Y'all hear us from ya hate
What you came it to the game
What you... but my niggas changing on you
You better let 'em go!
And y'all should pack it all off the pistol
You pack it all off the pistol
When die for your name nigga, yo
Nigga you better let 'em go!