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