It's On chords by Ron C
Verse 1
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Master Wins should be queers, beware
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ter Wins should be dumb,
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it's on
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I'm Fistatecky on the streets
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and let you kick it with me
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I'm the player YC from the MTP
Very hard -headed brother,
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never paid police
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Paid the cost to be the boss
and I'm havin' my thing
Nobody in the world can
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understand the scene
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Why I get so wild and get bent on eatin'
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I just kick it and have that good, dirty fun
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Never second to none,
I like to rip and run
Down the strip, I'm rollin' quick,
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it's hard to catch the one
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On this Friday night,
while I'm out on site
Scoopin' the biggest booty, fritz,
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sportin' them bikin' tights
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I quickly find one I can use
I'm going to take her to the crib
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and straight abuse
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Her P with my mighty D .O .D.
Can't tell you what it means,
but I'm definitely mean
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When it comes to getting bent,
then getting licked
I like to get slurped on the middle body tip
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The tongue is in effect
when you're working a seat
And never will I stop serving
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this young meat
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And it's on, it's on,
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it's on, it's on
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Faster where it should be,
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where it be,
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where?
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It's on again
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and it's Saturday
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But you can't find me at the partay
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Down the street, on the corner,
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in the ghetto
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We shootin' dice, I'm gettin' hype,
I'm unbreakable
Some suckas got jealous
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cause I'm comin' up
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So I bail before the fools try to run on up
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I came with the 50 left with two G's
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I'm gettin' geeked,
gettin' freaked, gettin' pleased
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By somebody's wife in my hood
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He's out trickin' off
while I'm up to no good
I got served, now I'm burnt,
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then I'm blurred
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I heard a whole bunch of
damn cuss words
Cause I play em then I lay
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em with the quickness
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A brother like the seat
gotta take care of business
Drinking coke crows and I'm
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still in top fit ness
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Devastating crowds
when I'm kicking funky lyrics
Tossing up the freaks
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cause I'm guaranteed to hit it
I'm gonna stay wicked
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cause my hood is strictly business
Making a lot of paper
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cause the player don't quit it
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And it ain't no secret Ron C is going to get it
In the game deep
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so my banks gonna feel it
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Trash pass for getting close to one million
and it's on, it's on, it's on, it's on
That's the way it should be,
Queers beware
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I'm the better young brother,
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shootin' game like a veteran
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The Ar thur of the NC got no time,
I be playin' with him
So don't come sweatin'
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a brother bigger than you
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I'm a dog, you can't steal my cool
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On the wax just like this, it is C
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I'm at my crib chillin' deep
with my homies and freaks
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5 on 5 like a super -duper sex tag team
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I'm gettin' busy, havin' fun,
I'm the O -N -E
You think I'm trippin'
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cause I'm grippin' this mighty D
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I'll leave you tweakin',
you'll be seein' somethin' better than me
It won't happen,
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it's somethin' like impossible
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You can't drink a cold beer
and forget this, bro
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I saw my homie Fonzo rollin' in his broom
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I porked the .0 and
took my portable phone
He smokin' big weed
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like an endophene
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It didn't bother me, it's
better than a nicotine
He got me cold,
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40 ounces straight in his trunk
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He popped the back and put him in front
I put the beat bumpin'
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tape in his caddy
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Rollin' about 20,
all we hear is pimp daddies
Creeped up on some freaks
rollin' in a green
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3 -double -O -Z -N -O
-C and Fonzo scream
They asked about banks,
so I had to spit facts
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I like to bust fifties,
never spend them with a quickie
That's for young, dumb, tricky,
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tryna get wet and sticky
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Cause players like us
can only go straight up
We rode to the mo' and we cold,
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got rumped
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And it was on, it's on,
it's on, it's on
That's the way it should be,
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where it should be, when it,
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that's the way it should be,
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done, it's on
Outro 1
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It's On
Ron C
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