DJ Quik - Let You Havit lyrics

Yeah

Now this is for the G's who
Know we needs that gangsta shit
It's like the P-Funk we funk
So it's gotsta hit
And when you fire up that hooter
Pass it to the young G the nigga Mista Quik
That's me from the C-to-the-P-to-the T
And when I'm givin it up for
My hood you can't clown
Cause when we lettin off you
Gots to duck down
And then we're rollin back to
The spot where they hang
(Westside fo'hundred street gang) so
It's a street thang
Makin that grip and stackin the chips high
Ballin never fallin I gots to stay fly
Whether they smokin up them beadies
Or rollin the joints fat
I gotta kick it with my
Niggaz cause it's like that
And you need to know I ain't for none
Because I'm dumpin
The hollow point rounds that
Got everybody humpin
But niggaz they keep on mouthin
Kickin up the static but keep on talkin shit
(machine gun) and I'ma let you havit

Yeah yeah huh, I'ma let you havit
Yeah check this

Somebody told me that you dissed me
(bitch) in your video
But I ain't trippin cause I'm knowin you
Ain't nothin but a silly hoe
And yeah I said your monkey ass
Name in my underground tape
But if you peeped game you
Woulda heard me say
("To the top of the tree, for C-M W see")
We wasn't dissin lettin you know the
Other side was on a mission
Comin up with the Quik-ness
Now you know who's dick this is
Down in the throats of
The Compton's Most Bitches
So take this shit back to your
Set if you got one
And I'ma be puttin the double
Oh bugs in my shotgun
And if you come back fuckin
Around I'ma take your life
Why would you come back to a gunfight
With a fuckin knife?
So there it is MC Eiht, cause you're wack
And Mista Quik can beat the
Niggaz down with another sack
So keep on rollin in your
Camry or your Rabbit but
If I catch you slippin in my hood
Gotta let you havit

Ahh yeah gotta let you havit
Huh, I'ma let you havit