HHP, Tumi, DJ NANA, Zubz - Let The Beat Go lyrics
[HHP, Tumi, DJ NANA, Zubz - Let The Beat Go lyrics]
Oh oh… this is straight rugged baby
This is what we talking about right here
‘sup Zubito, Tumi, Nana bona
Sit back and let the beat go (Beat go)
You ain't even gotta hit the disco (Oh)
This here is for my people (We got)
Tumi, Jabba, Nana and Zubito
Just sit back and let the
So tell me now how you dudes want it
More rugged more thugged or more blunted
More buttered more studded or more cutted
Baby more suck it more fuck
It the more love it
Maybe you want it on jack the mass spot it
More stack more light or more solid
More black more white or more coloured
Boss whatever wanted Jabba man said
It we got it
I’m a monster, kill black folk like J foster
Dance through the wolves like K costner
Kgale ke o chayela messing around with
This man etlo o costa
Passing along south border
Sit back and let the beat go
(let the beat go)
You ain't even gotta hit the disco (no disco)
This here is for my people
(now who could that be)
Tumi, Jabba, Nana and Zubito
Just sit back and let the
Pack a fall and spring back
Coz really I’m a winner summer
Doubt it is what infact
I’m seasoned like cake fat
Weeded and weep black
Like eulogy what could you do to me
So bury that
Hatched and go practise you are afraid
Rap ‘til your lips are Pamela Anderson thick
I’m old school classic
I would rose through trusted
Chicken out of the beef
Like a poultry factory
It’s that shit, that make them go to Sandton
Forth and backward looking for
The song and package
Get that disc, and not that phony back up
It’s bad luck don’t act up just
Sit back and let the beat go (Let it go)
You ain't even gotta hit the disco (No)
This here is for my people (It’s for you)
Tumi, Jabba, Nana and Zubito
Just sit back and let the
Lips speak fuck that sip that
And let it drip shit
Barcady get this while you
In the witness stand
With your hand high you nervously admit this
Man steady hand glide superbly on this beat
And try to deny it is perjury
We leave you liars in mercy
Of eternal fire of piggery now look
Nana got a lot of ones bouncing on the hook
Jabba drop it gutter about a
Lotta what it took
Was a lethal work of a slayer on the beat
From Mozambique possessed like a beast
Now you can lean forward to the speakers
And more into the chorus or just
Sit back and let the beat go
(Let the beat go)
You ain't even gotta hit the disco (Oh)
This here is for my people
(Now who can that be)
Tumi, Jabba, Nana and Zubito
(I sound Italian though)
Just sit back and let the
Bang it loud up in your ride or at the disco
Reguest this to Channel O
Say play that Tumi, Jabba, Nana and Zubito
Go … sit back and let the beat go
Bang it loud up in your ride or at the disco
This is what we talking about right here
‘sup Zubito, Tumi, Nana bona
Sit back and let the beat go (Beat go)
You ain't even gotta hit the disco (Oh)
This here is for my people (We got)
Tumi, Jabba, Nana and Zubito
Just sit back and let the
So tell me now how you dudes want it
More rugged more thugged or more blunted
More buttered more studded or more cutted
Baby more suck it more fuck
It the more love it
Maybe you want it on jack the mass spot it
More stack more light or more solid
More black more white or more coloured
Boss whatever wanted Jabba man said
It we got it
I’m a monster, kill black folk like J foster
Dance through the wolves like K costner
Kgale ke o chayela messing around with
This man etlo o costa
Passing along south border
Sit back and let the beat go
(let the beat go)
You ain't even gotta hit the disco (no disco)
This here is for my people
(now who could that be)
Tumi, Jabba, Nana and Zubito
Just sit back and let the
Pack a fall and spring back
Coz really I’m a winner summer
Doubt it is what infact
I’m seasoned like cake fat
Weeded and weep black
Like eulogy what could you do to me
So bury that
Hatched and go practise you are afraid
Rap ‘til your lips are Pamela Anderson thick
I’m old school classic
I would rose through trusted
Chicken out of the beef
Like a poultry factory
It’s that shit, that make them go to Sandton
Forth and backward looking for
The song and package
Get that disc, and not that phony back up
It’s bad luck don’t act up just
Sit back and let the beat go (Let it go)
You ain't even gotta hit the disco (No)
This here is for my people (It’s for you)
Tumi, Jabba, Nana and Zubito
Just sit back and let the
Lips speak fuck that sip that
And let it drip shit
Barcady get this while you
In the witness stand
With your hand high you nervously admit this
Man steady hand glide superbly on this beat
And try to deny it is perjury
We leave you liars in mercy
Of eternal fire of piggery now look
Nana got a lot of ones bouncing on the hook
Jabba drop it gutter about a
Lotta what it took
Was a lethal work of a slayer on the beat
From Mozambique possessed like a beast
Now you can lean forward to the speakers
And more into the chorus or just
Sit back and let the beat go
(Let the beat go)
You ain't even gotta hit the disco (Oh)
This here is for my people
(Now who can that be)
Tumi, Jabba, Nana and Zubito
(I sound Italian though)
Just sit back and let the
Bang it loud up in your ride or at the disco
Reguest this to Channel O
Say play that Tumi, Jabba, Nana and Zubito
Go … sit back and let the beat go
Bang it loud up in your ride or at the disco