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