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It’s On (feat. Boldy James) letra


Me and my ConCreatures bleed the block
It's on (Got the info and the scoop on these niggas)
Keep the drop (Lego Blocks)
Big Bo Jackson (Where we at with it?)
Mafia (227)
Uh (Feelin' drowsy)

Dozin' off a deuce of red, just smoked two to the head (Woozy)
Purple jeans, stone jungle on the Medusa head (Fresh to death)
Pull up, wide body on Broadus, Boldy stay focused (Uh)
Only son of James C Jones and Toni K Broadus (Big 'oadus)
The oldest out of four children, hardcore villain (Yeah)
Ridin' with this double life sentence, Lord willin' (What else?)
Winter, spring, summer, fall, all the four seasons (It's on)
Added some spice to the sauce to give it more seasonin' (Uh uh)
We got whatever you need, cocaine, heroin and weed ([?])
Plus I got two seeds, that's all the more reason ([?])
A nigga gotta succeed, can't get shot down in the street (I can't lose)
All is well, pray to God I make it out in one piece
In between the corner and the vacant house up the street (Trap house)
Brick on the triple beam, scale came without a receipt (Ten08)
Know some niggas on the way home, can't stay out of the clink (Creature Gang)
Kidnap your brother baby mama, take it out on your peeps (Brr-r-r)

Still in the street, made it out by the skin of my teeth (What else?)
Numerous run-ins with police, hypertension and grief (High speed)
Felt the agony of defeat, I just gritted my teeth (Never gave up)
Thugged on and kept grittin' for my niggas deceased
In disbelief, thinkin' about all the shit I done seen (Work)
Get a ten-piece, break it down, move that shit in a week (Quick fast)
He sent his piece to take me out, mission was incomplete
Still in the street, I made it out by the skin of my teeth (Let's get it)

Had a studio AP with some bricks for the cheap
Crackheads broke in, stole everything, it was missing a sink (What else?)
In the bathroom, but as long as the one work in the kitchen
And when that work on the stove, we not missin' a beat (Yeah)
Wrote this razor scrapin' the plate, sittin' on a milk crate
Cookin' the 'caine while my engineer mixin' the beat
Dubbed the Kobe of them grits, Purple jeans sag on the Wheats
Rollie on my wrist, shit, but I need that new Patek Philippe
Until my player pad look like a palace in Greece
We in the mud so deep in the field, I should trap in some cleats (Big 'oadus)
Remember I couldn't make it happen when you was havin' a streak
Now they pushin' the date back on they album release
Customized Air 1s, Italian leather and mink (Its on)
Now me and Gunn in that Maybach with the factory feet
Now niggas dreamin' about catchin' me slippin' asleep
Nobody seen or talked to dawg, heard he been missin' for weeks

Still in the street, made it out by the skin of my teeth (What else?)
Numerous run-ins with police, hypertension and grief (High speed)
Felt the agony of defeat, I just gritted my teeth (Never gave up)
Thugged on and kept grittin' for my niggas deceased
In disbelief, thinkin' about all the shit I done seen (Work)
Get a ten-piece, break it down, move that shit in a week (Quick fast)
He sent his piece to take me out, mission was incomplete
Still in the street, I made it out by the skin of my teeth (Let's get it)

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