Let The Ho's Go Lyrics - Naughty By Nature - Naughty By Nature

1: Treach 

Bass me, face me, task the tip of a tastey 

Bitches are sweet as a pastry 

You don't know me homey, from a peach or a pony 

I'm the Only, now your lyrics look lonely 

Lyrically fortified, born, I'm immortalised 

Lightin shit up from Wranglers to raw hides 

Packed with black positivity and wizardry 

I'm my own body and it built for partyin 

I rip hearts apart as if it's my last rap 

the lords abroad and I represent that ass dat 

shows seniority, lays the foundation 

Bolos and donuts, oh I built the nation 

Keep the faith tastin, keep the touch clutched 

Keep your face way away from the rough stuff 

If it ain't rough it ain't rugged 

Either you are born with none or you're stacked or star-studded 

>From the to end I will flow 

and aslo, yo come let the ho's go 

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Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho (Let the ho's go) 

Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho 

Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho 

Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho 

2: Treach 

Meet my friend Mac 10, sittin backpacked and mackin 

Thirsty for action, workin and smackin 

The last of the allies, smoke em up shall I 

or should I? I'm sure to give it a good try 

No need for a survival kit, there's none left to fix 

They've all been blown into dust bits 

Floatin in space, spinnin in infinity 

Part of the start is the end of any identity 

Lost in the source, no cause, so the boss gettin off 

East, the West, the South, break North 

You'll bite as my chew, as a guard duckin a graveyard 

Actin is for actors so you rap but don't you play hard 

I got the Mac to wax and I ain't tryin to fall back 

I rap like I'm the tops, stay real cos I'm all that 

It's my way on a highway, forget your friends 

cos I stick that ass like cowboys stickin a contact lens 

Let the ho's go 

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3: Treach 

You say you're hittin hard, huh, I say you're hardly hittin 

I grip ya quick like a pussy in a kitten mitten 

I'm gettin grand and greater, sucker catch ya later 

He gettin paid with the fade of a Space Invader 

You lookin Moonstruck, fear, start to talkin tough 

then sayin "sorry" like I really give a motherfuck 

You're little late, don't you think that was the wrong approach-a? 

A sqwuab by the name of Treach is sure to up and smoke ya 

At anytime, anywhere, for any wanted cause 

I got a double-barrelled pump that's sayin "Give me yours" 

Then I'ma dash in a flash, duck and go for cover 

Cos I have one for this robbery and many others 

Another gangster, no I'm like an angry ecker 

Droppin you and gettin mad if you don't say "Thankyer" 

The clip clockin killers, and plus my county crew 

I gotta clutch, I'll clean your life, naw not after you 

So don't try ta hide or apologise 

Apologies and go meet a French eyes is wise 

So if you know what I mean and have a hop block 

and never ever seen a day when the money stops 

You gotta put up your fists, just to let me know 

Ain't I gotta pump it hard to let the ho's go 

Let the ho's go 

4: Treach 

Competition on canvas, never have I heard the tongue 

Throw a watch at me without it being fuckin hung 

Give it a new style, neck him up and keep him learning 

Should've had projects in the days of Mississippi Burning 

I let her see the white sheet hit the concrete 

and see that head go off and down from a thousand feet 

Cos the brother's around me don't even play all that 

They see a sheet and a cross, they say "Oh, gimme that" 

Halloween in Illtown and don't you be a ghost 

Cos you get your broke or even worst smoked 

Now this rhyme is regard' lyrically low cold 

But it had to have the flow to let the ho's go 

Let the ho's go 

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