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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Soulja Slim
Performer
B.G.
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
DJ 5150
Composer
Lyrics
It's always on (Fifty one fifty, yeah)
Yeah we riding on LO's and chrome, now you hear me for real
It's on (yes nigga it's always on)
It's on (yes nigga it's always on)
It's on (yes nigga it's always on)
We've been trapped in this hole for too motherfucking long
(Believe it)
Best believe you see me coming, I'm coming, they get it
No foolishness, a lot of gagging and struggling business
It ain't about money, it ain't me, I ain't tryin' to hear it
You play games, real quick shit do get serious
I keep it real, to the bone, I ain't fake at all
You wanna verse, first get ten G then you can call
That's what's headin' with me, I'm tryna get straight and ball
I got dog 'bout to come home I gotta break 'em all
They've been chosen for years they won't see her break it off
You gotta catch them, they sick of checkin' shaking it off
It ain't no secret I'm here to get me, standin' tall
Nuts in one hand, Joe in the other, back against the wall
It feel good takin' my niggas to the mall
Peelin' them off tell them "Have fun and do y'all"
Naked and fucked up, lettin' my money get long
I'm representing real shit, my nigga, it's on
It's on (yes nigga it's always on)
It's on (yes nigga it's always on)
It's on (yes nigga it's always on)
We've been trapped in this hole for too motherfucking long
(Believe that)
Nigga you know how I do
Look at me, I look at you
Ridin' in the escalator, while I escalate too
Player fuck your twenty four's and rocked up juices
Don't look at me too hard, 'cause I would use it baby, use it
You wanna work for real, I'll be trippin' now I'm provin'
Them hoes say I'm bluesin' them, when I'm gone off their legs
Yeah bitch, popped as hell and fucked me to death
And think about me two weeks later
Bet that pussy get wet
Yo bitch, you been drivin' you's a pill poppin' hoe
She says she likes slow motion, then want me to fuck her slow
I tapped on the edge three times for the curb
No I'm keepin' real for my niggas, my nerves
I never give a fuck, and that bitch never told me
Baby daddy get deputy and whip her for forty
I told that pussy nigga, when I seen him on the street
I'ma kick him in his head
And knock all his fucking teeth out
It's on (yes nigga it's always on)
It's on (yes nigga it's always on)
It's on (yes nigga it's always on)
We've been trapped in this hole for too motherfucking long
(Believe that)
It's on (yes nigga it's always on)
It's on (yes nigga it's always on)
It's on (yes nigga it's always on)
We've been trapped in this hole for too motherfucking long
(Believe that)
Them haters don't like that
Stupid slimmin' be too chillin' then click clack
This for my real niggas
This for my real bitches
They won't see me and my dog on Cribs and how we livin'
'Cause we can take it yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I know you haters out there goin' let us make us a mill'
I take a deal, I don't fuck around player
Before I kill a nigga, I've gotta say a prayer
We bought whatever, you bought it, we bought it, bring it on
Fuck all that shit, we shot with words, we gonna make it known
We sling plastic Glocks and knives in solid chrome
We hit your block and whoever are we doing it's strong
That's how we roll, when we roll, you know how it goes
We take niggas laid and fuck 'em in the asshole
If you're fucking with me, fuck with me on some cash flow
'Cause if it's street shit, they flyin' in a rat hole
It's on (yes nigga it's always on)
It's on (yes nigga it's always on)
It's on (yes nigga it's always on)
We've been trapped in this hole for too motherfucking long
(Believe that)
It's on (yes nigga it's always on)
It's on (yes nigga it's always on)
It's on (yes nigga it's always on)
We've been trapped in this hole for too motherfucking long
(Believe that)
Writer(s): Gary Samuels, Andre Gray, Lloyd James, Sean Henriques, Victan Edmund
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