They Be on It

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They be shootin' at my ladder 'cause I'm standing on a pedestal

She gon' give me good head just 'cause 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 niggas shit, I'm a self-made nigga

Ain't that's why your bitch let me fuck 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

I got a fast car, Nascar

Yes, two 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!"

Oh, I be P-I-M-P, 2-P-A-C, that's 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 through like an avalanche

We don't ride no Avalanche, so high I might never land

Trips to Never-Neverland, 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 goons loose

Choppers make you shit your pants, thought you drunk some prune juice

Swear that I'm immune to, stuntin' hard, gettin' paper, ownin' land, buyin' acres

That's the reason why they hate us

I don't give a fuck, middle finger out the window

Beamer, Benz or Bentley, Ferrari, sorry we Enzo

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

Oh, oh

I got a fast car, Nascar

Yes, two 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, it's a murder, wipe my fingerprints

I thought I told y'all, used to have them packs

In a black Toyota, Macs by my scrotum

Now it's matchbox Hot Wheels when I roll up

Always online, stay connected like a modem

He tryna snap a picture, 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 haters off me, as if I had fleas

I'm 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

Oh, oh

I got a fast car, Nascar

Yes, two seater, stick shift

Like some turbo jets

And the bitches they be on it

Oh man, they be so on it, oh