Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song They Be On It, artist - DJ Rell. Album song DJ Rell Presents The Red Tails, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 16.05.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Dj Rell
Song language: English
They Be On It |
I keep them big ol 26's on deck, |
stock 'lac gotta fresh paint pussy juice wet |
And the bitches they be on it |
Oh, man they be so on it |
Whoa whoa |
I got a fast car, Nascar |
Yes 2 seater, stick shift, |
Like some turbo jets |
And the bitches they be on it |
Oh man, they be so on it, oh |
I pull up on them hoes, |
Roll my windows down |
Let my music out, |
4 15's shake the ground |
Smoking on that medical |
Sipping on some medicine |
Top dawg letterman |
She wanna ride I let her in |
She sexy than a motherfucker |
Plus she brought her best friend |
I guess thats a 2 for 1 party at the West end |
5 star suites, bottles everywhere |
Wanna fuck a star on the moon, I could take you there, bitch |
I got a swagger of Mick Jagger, |
If you want her, you can have her |
I done had her, we done had her |
They be shootin at my ladder |
Cause I’m standing on a pedestal |
She gon give me good head |
Just kuz I’m ahead of you |
Jay Rock flyer than Hancock no shit |
I’m a king, fuck a prince |
I don’t know no Will Smith |
I don’t owe you niggaz shit |
I’m a self-made nigga |
Ain’t that’s why your bitch let me fuk on her for days nigga! |
I keep them big ol 26's on deck, |
stock 'lac gotta fresh paint pussy juice wet |
And the bitches they be on it |
Oh, man they be so on it |
Whoa whoa |
I got a fast car, Nascar |
Yes 2 seater, stick shift, |
Like some turbo jets |
And the bitches they be on it |
Oh man, they be so on it, oh |
Catch me in that fast lane, burners like I’m Max Payne |
married to that money bitch, women want my last name |
they be on my bumper mayne, screamin out OMG! |
O I B PIMP |
2 P-A-C thats M.O.B, him or me? |
you choose |
I ain’t gotta do too much, I just lay back smoke my weed and turn my bottle up |
candy paint, leather guts, slide thru like an avalanche |
We don’t ride no Avalanche, so high I might never land |
trips to never-never land, smokin on Afghanistan |
a.k.a that kush nigga, I’m on Heaven’s roof nigga |
Big dawg I go WOOF nigga, don’t make me let my goonz loose |
Choppaz make you shit ya pants, thought you drunk some prune juice |
swear that I’m immune to, stuntin hard, gettin paypa, ownin land, buyin acres |
thats the reason why they hate us, I don’t give a fuk |
middle finger out the windooo, Beamer Benz or Bentley Ferrari sorry we Enzoooo |
I keep them big ol 26's on deck, |
stock 'lac gotta fresh paint pussy juice wet |
And the bitches they be on it |
Oh, man they be so on it |
Whoa whoa |
I got a fast car, Nascar |
Yes 2 seater, stick shift, |
Like some turbo jets |
And the bitches they be on it |
Oh man, they be so on it, oh |
187 I’m killin em when I’m whippin it, |
touch a corner its a murder whipe my fingerprints |
I thot I tol yall, used to have them packs |
in a black To-Yota, Macs by my scro-tum |
Now its matchbox hot wheels when I roll up |
always online stay connected like a modem |
he tryna snap a pickcha, she bout to snap her neck |
a real Blood pull up in a cherry cherry X |
400 Horses, hollywood park it |
chevy kinda awkward interior green and coffee |
I shake them haterz off me, as if I had fleas |
Im’a Top Dawg, rare breed, shoutout to Rare Breed |
they keep them hogs runnin, and my garage is like the show I keep them cars |
comin |
you hear my name hummin in the streets, buzz big |
Got ya bitch eye’s rollin like my rims is! |
I keep them big ol 26's on deck, |
stock 'lac gotta fresh paint pussy juice wet |
And the bitches they be on it |
Oh, man they be so on it |
Whoa whoa |
I got a fast car, Nascar |
Yes 2 seater, stick shift, |
Like some turbo jets |
And the bitches they be on it |
Oh man, they be so on it, oh |