Letras:
E 40 Let Him Have It

't you know I'll have you touchin' everything in here" He went for his pistol and didn't know I was strapin' Dag nab it, I had to let him have it What

it At the summit of rap and I'm watchin' you haters plummit Run to it or run from it, to bun it don't give it Wipe the streets wit ya like you a swifter

clips, I got the scope, let's get them choppers, nigga He got the kush, I got the dope, let's get it poppin, nigga Hurt him in that cherry six fo, shit

to my gold chain anywhere i go i keep it hood i Never change if it aint got it in my lap i got it stashed in the range [pow pow] I'm gettin bread on

all stirred up, decapitated bodies dumped on state police lawn just before dawn to let them know my ritual had begun i'd crack a 40 with the devil, tell him

b.o.n.e Comin from that ? 4-0, searchin for my enem-eny Niggaz tryin to come quick, shut it up you fixin to die trick 40 caliber, gonna rowdy ya to the

I ain't from round here But y'all gon' have to kill me before I lay it down, yeah I was on the news for knockin him out his shoes But the dude got a

: [Intro:] It is whudd it is.. Let's ryde nigga! (K'Yea!!) 'Chu niggas know about.. Slippin' they clips in AK's, nigga?! I'm talkin 'bout hittin' niggas

have a wish If we can't save ourselves, then let's save the kids Let the world go, let these babies have somethin' Let the world go, just don't blow