Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Let 'Em Hang, artist - Lake. Date of issue: 17.04.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Let 'Em Hang |
| Uh, yea, it’s like that |
| They wanna know how nigga do it, you knowhati’masayin |
| I had a nigga come up to me and ask me and shit |
| Why I ain’t got that, you knowhati’msayin |
| Fuck nigga get on your job, nigga let your nuts hang beeitch |
| Check it out though |
| Yo, fools decompose they coffins, hoes creeping with bosses |
| No sleeping my fortunes breaking they thick thinking of loses |
| Taxes and IRS government gangstas |
| But I’m a scientist in love with big president faces |
| My residence changes from ghetto to acres |
| Aborting jealousy snake shit, can’t afford another felony lake bent |
| Driving them Porsche, niggaz saying Nas came through |
| With flying saucers, with some strange shoes on the tiring flossing |
| So now they know wanna offer 'em killing stick 'em and cost 'em |
| Catch him slipping, tripping get him for all his fortune |
| Sup with this Nas hatred, y’all can suck my dick |
| Got these niggaz wives naked making them fuck my fist |
| My mystique have the world froze |
| My physique got me dressed up in shell toes |
| Ingotalize, I inhale slow |
| I’m from out of town capsule some kind of portal |
| Spitting these rhyme at you like a ma-mortal |
| Lay low, lay low (lay low) |
| Cuz all y’all niggaz won’t (y'all niggaz) |
| If you come to QB you going to get murdered (murdered) |
| You going to get murdered (murdered) |
| Saying old dudes jewel me, now salute me |
| I’ve grew more than they ever though I would be Having no pops to mourn me, just show me God didn’t plan for another man to control me You know me from busting my gun blood |
| Even up in north my cell smell like Christian Dior |
| Before I lost my case I had to gain mastered |
| Been had heart now my papers starting to match it I stack til they capture me and kept a bottle of half-a-G |
| And sold 20's while I rap to beast |
| My wifey beef over my robberies |
| But they put my man in the L still on the armory |
| Loyal to the heritage, though I put 7 in it Dudes snaked me, word to Spanky, I never snitch |
| I put a bullet in your face 'fore I go to Jake |
| Rule number 1 out here, don’t fuck with Lake |
| Yo, yo, yo our guns are haunted with the ghost of body |
| Smoke 'em like we suppose to Your whole crew come to face to face with shotty |
| Told you, Bravehearted we appear when it’s on Light up your block like its day time, y’all niggaz be gone |
| So many niggaz that’s be pursuing Nas when they spot me They be jumping out of moving cars and landing on my Tims |
| I tell 'em be careful don’t damage the skin |
| Amateurs cram around with the hopes to get glance at the end |
| Aiyo most of my friends have ulterior motives |
| I’m wise cuz I realize that sounds is golden |
| Mourn shorties from cat shack who wrote to me Living through them back then was giving hope to me |
| I control many, being a flossiest, most notorious |
| Queensbridge extortionist |
| Love my hood no question, I’m gonna rep it But I’m not just a QB tenant, I’m the president |