It S On lyrics

featuring E40



Richie Rich: Let's do this shit



E40: Motherfuckers want their pockets sway



Course



Richie Rich and E40:

Motherfucker

You couldn't even fuck with this

'cause in a major motherfucking way

It's on

It's like nick nack paddy wack give a Dogg a bone



I got a flow so sick it runs a tempeture of 101

On a daily

That's what keeps pay me

And do I got three jobs I running this like Nicky D

So drive true

If I let you slide true

Could you fuck with a nigger with a resume

Rich will never play

And any rapper can come this way

So when I come bow down

100% I represent the east side of the Oaktown

I drop a props, with a flossy flow

But when he catch cha

It will get hectic

And I will respect it

And I'm that nigga serving tit for tat

Twamp for twamp *into the valley of the deep swamp*

I leave no stones alone when I bust

It's strictly mental

And sale your dope into my window

I kick your ass to the curve

And when you get served

I let you know

east side what I swearve

Now I coming up sheep

Beat after beat

Making nail of a 94 crew



Course



Motherfucker

You couldn't even fuck with this

'cause in a major motherfucking way

It's on

It's like nick, nack, paddy, wack, give a dogg a bone



Motherfucker

You couldn't even fuck with this

'cause in a major motherfucking way

It's on

It's like nick, nack, paddy, wack, give a dogg a bone



E40:

I'm from the Old School, yes indeed

I sale my right arm, for some go good weed

I went true a whole lot just to beat the tonic

And I refuse to lose the minor

My shit is real, plus some convince

And that's fake, like that silicon contour

I rather make, big bread and steak

Then regulate without any bitches help

But just like all you tower power

Niggas want to test their cholesterol

Nigga you are my nigga

And you don't get a dawn better

Niggas don't want to see me, but I'm that damn trigga

For guess, besides I get busy

Richer than bitches, but I really like your ball

That's what they gonna say back home

When I'll be gone

But it will be ball



Course



Motherfucker

You couldn't even fuck with this

'cause in a major motherfucking way

It's on

It's like nick, nack, paddy, wack, give a dogg a bone



Motherfucker

You couldn't even fuck with this

'cause in a major motherfucking way

It's on

It's like nick, nack, paddy, wack, give a dogg a bone



Motherfucker

*You don't want to see me*

'cause in a major motherfucking way

*fool* It's on

It's like nick, nack, paddy, wack, give a dogg a bone



Richie Rich:

Microphone three, ballin like Jordan

You punk, think you site a pain

In fact I know you came

True half of the shit you was claiming in the county

suckers on your jock

you claim you run the block

Pollytaim busta you cracked in half

Claimed you fooled a bank

But I know your bank stank

I lived around the corner

I've seen you fully smoked

Must I say some more

You ain't a buck or four

You sold your TV for a buck

'cause it was way to Leigh

And when they send you up state, I heard you gain some weight

So you're a baller

Lined on a youngsters quip

Got to think your sick

To representing your click

But you're a old school

Thinking too much hype

Yo, buy some Timmy on right, it got, *eeehhh* rally strike!

If they know your identity

You probably be a victim of a sticky

You ain't got to lie to kick it



E-40: Ain't no wagon

Nigga 40 and his cousin Richard Jackson



Motherfucker

You couldn't even fuck with this

'cause in a major motherfucking way

It's on

It's like nick, nack, paddy, wack, give a dogg a bone



Motherfucker

You couldn't even fuck with this

'cause in a major motherfucking way

It's on

It's like nick, nack, paddy, wack, give a dogg a bone



Motherfucker



Motherfucker



4-1-5-1-0-7-0-7, the area

BIATCH



There's no place like the bay

Where the naked hoochies play

And no whole in the wall

So, you can't see it all

BIATCH
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