It's On chords by
Slaughterhouse
Slaughterhouse

N/A
Key: A minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Hey,
listen, don't get this shit twisted
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Niggas squeezing triggers is a hobby
I open fire in lobbies,
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I'm the coldest when it comes
These jackets,
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I'm robbin' niggas if I'm lyin'
Look me in my eye and tell
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me I'm frightened
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Poets, niggas still be stuntin'
I'm callin' your bluffin' cousin,
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blazin' bullets by the dozen
I know me too, click some hoes,
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I'm exposed
When my bullets escape in a .44 Calico
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Polish off and I grip it when I be fistin'
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I take a bottle to your head,
crack it and leave
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I'm in the parking lot,
knowin' you scurred when you see me
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In frared to your head,
you die but you got it
Mowing over it, you split,
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don't think that I'm from the sticks
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Old country ass nigga,
that's known for popping in clips
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Putting bul lets in your mouth,
in your hip, and in your ribs
I'm extra swift with these clips,
and I love when the beef start
I rip your body apart,
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cause it escalates after dark
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Me and Cole in the park,
and we finish it cause you start
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Popping niggas like some tarts,
and I'm aiming hollows like darts
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Leaving niggas retarded,
I started everything I'm in
Bashing heads in the closet,
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I'm aiming triggers at your friends, bitch
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Get your heaters, millimeters
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Get your potters,
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ain't no choppers
Nigga, ain't no bullshit
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Real niggas, we represent
Get your heaters, millimeters
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Get your potters,
ain't no choppers
Nigga, ain't no bullshit
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K -Y, we represent
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Hey, boy,
shut your motherfuckin' mouth
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Cuz Lotto, Lotto in the
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motherfuckin' house
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Any Pablo, Pablo,
any problems they can have
Cuz hollows,
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hollows'll hit you dead in your mouth
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I'm a small guy, but I pack a big burner
And I will bust real -range
wigs like Tina Turner
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Think I won't? Well, go ahead,
nigga, and try me
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Old dog style, menace to society
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Puts my cliques real gutted
and they love to squeeze
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Spittin' out bullets like
it's sunflower seeds
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And I ain't got no problem
puttin' money in it
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My bullets like the common cold shit,
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you bound to get it
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And I ain't lyin',
my bloodline's full of attacks
My uncles been swingin'
bats and busters,
it's A -Trap
Cause all of my niggas starvin',
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for sure, you gon' bleed
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We at the bottom, my nigga, like seed
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We so get the fuck out of our way
Cause we steppin' on toes
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and we ain't throwin' no bows
We throwin' choppers by the low,
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so keep dancin' and friends
and then lose your life
and miss all the excite
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when saw the house take swipe
get your heaters millimeters
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get your partners and
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your choppers
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nigga ain't no bullshit
real niggas we represent
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get your heaters millimeters
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get your partners and
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your choppers
Nigga ain't no bullshit,
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K .Y. will represent
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You can't fuck who be
on your best day
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Must wear your vest cause I don't play
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Must watch your nest cause I love pray
And it's a dirty, dirty game
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And ain't no shame, I get up down dirty
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Wait beneath the surface,
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look for a purpose
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To save your ass, I just got this bouquet
Ready to lay your ass
So don't speak, one piece
Fuck around and rest in peace
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Cause life ain't sweet,
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fuck what they speak
Nigga, learn what I preach,
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cause the game's so deep
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And learn how to talk before you speak,
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and chew before you eat
That's just the basics, fuck it with me,
no time to prove a station
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Nigga, fuck what they thinkin',
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I'm straight placin' it
And if you behind,
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you better start chasin' it
Cause I'ma keep bringin' it,
time and time again
Fuck every now and then,
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these pussy motherfuckers,
I'm killin' them
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They say it's a shame the
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way I'm drillin' them
But it ain't personal,
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it's just the love of the shit
Represent all of them and get chips
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And sure do niggas think wise about this shit
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About whatever,
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ain't no doubts in my clique
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It's all the house nigga,
it's what I represent
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Bitch nigga, you got me bent
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Get your heaters, millimeters
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Get your partners an
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d your choppers
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Nigga ain't no bullshit
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Real niggas we represent
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Get your eaters, millimeters
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Get your partners,
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and your choppers
Nigga ain't no bullshitting
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K .Y. we represent

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