We dropping beats not bombs to defeat ya'll all Give me the back pack and the sneaks and it's on and It's On Like That Yo baby girl and its on like that, its on like... We dropping beats not bombs to defeat ya'll all Give me the back beat to the streets and it's on and It's On Like That Yo baby girl and its on like that, its on like...
Verse:
It's been on for 4 years, ya'll just new to the fact That the flows are comin' so hard, the dam's developing cracks We keep it selling on wax, so ya'll can't sleep on the kings No more flossin' for these jokers, we not into those things We keepin 'em bouncing like springs, not the ones in your seat The ones that trigger happy crackers keep on pulling on me They think they're fooling the peeps, but still America knows The bombs ain't 'droppin' themselves, there's a button for those We lettin' 'em go', hittin' the floor like it's baby girls' hips Hit 'em with a rhythm, do away with the clips So instead of us making war, we can throw up the duece And let them bitches sort it out anyway that they choose
Chorus:
We dropping beats not bombs to defeat ya'll all Give me the back pack and the sneaks and it's on and It's On Like That Yo baby girl and its on like that, its on like... We dropping beats not bombs to defeat ya'll all Give me the back beat to the streets and it's on and It's On Like That Yo baby girl and its on like that, its on like that Its on like that
Verse:
Who's first to make it worse, no we ain't ready to fall You think the contraversy's bad, ya'll just wait for the war We keep expecting it more, like we're just solving the case When we need to take our skinny asses back to the base I don't know what you think, but if you thinkin' like me My 12 gauge is the only damn protection I need My pride ain't too strong to be afraid of a loss But my heart is way stronger when I fight for a cause 'The power of pens ain't great but mine is thick with a mic So Ima flip it up on a switch just to shed 'em some light So stand up and let the music be the healing we need And let them rich motherfuckers go and die for their greed
Chorus:
We dropping beats not bombs to defeat ya'll all Give me the back pack and the sneaks and it's on and It's On Like That Yo baby girl and its on like that, its on like... We dropping beats not bombs to defeat ya'll all Give me the back beat to the streets and it's on and It's On Like That Yo baby girl and its on like that, its on like that Its on like that