Lootpack - On Point lyrics
[Lootpack - On Point lyrics]
One Time for your mind
Another invasion
I'mma spell this one out for y'all
See if y'all catch it
Slow, if not write it out check it out
What's my name?
M-A-D-L-IB d-A B-A-D-K-ID
O-N T-H-E M-IC, get it? P-E-A-C-E T-O
W-IL-D-C-H-IL-D a-n-d d-j r-o-m-e-s
O-N T-H-E M-IX '99 b-e t-h-e y-e-a-r
F-o-r l-o-o t-p-a-c-k o-n a m-is-s-io-n
With T-H-E A-N T-ID-O T-E s-o-u-n-d p-ie-c-e
To the gold digging niggas with
They heart on rocks
To the all the bitches, yo we on point
Like when it's time to make love
Love we love non-stop
Put on the Jim hat, we on point
To them suckas sleeping on us
That wanna test me
Na na not knowing that we on point
We droppin' it hot
F-a-s-h-in m-a-s-h-in l-y-r-ic-s
L-a-s-h-in u-n-m-a-s-k-in f-A-K-E K-A T-S
IN A-C T-S (so what you doin' to them?)
S-m-a-s-h-in t-h-e f-a-c t in o-n-e
S-e-c-o-n-d f-l-a t
E-N-D (wuh?) Y-O-U-R C-A-R-E-E-R
S t-e-p-p-in h-e-r-e
We wreckin' up your area, we keep it on lock
To all my niggas, yo we on point
Like my nigga Mr Buddha roll smoke-a-lot
To all them weed heads, we on point
To the gold digging niggas with
They heart on rocks
To the all the bitches, yo we on point
Ayo, people always telling that my shit's hot
Always come correct, yo we on point
For those who don't even know what I said
In the second verse I said
Droppin' hot fashion
Mashin' lyrics lashin' 'n'
Unmasking fake kats in acts smashin' the fact
In one second flat
You could end your career stepping here
Gon' let the beat ride
Another invasion
I'mma spell this one out for y'all
See if y'all catch it
Slow, if not write it out check it out
What's my name?
M-A-D-L-IB d-A B-A-D-K-ID
O-N T-H-E M-IC, get it? P-E-A-C-E T-O
W-IL-D-C-H-IL-D a-n-d d-j r-o-m-e-s
O-N T-H-E M-IX '99 b-e t-h-e y-e-a-r
F-o-r l-o-o t-p-a-c-k o-n a m-is-s-io-n
With T-H-E A-N T-ID-O T-E s-o-u-n-d p-ie-c-e
To the gold digging niggas with
They heart on rocks
To the all the bitches, yo we on point
Like when it's time to make love
Love we love non-stop
Put on the Jim hat, we on point
To them suckas sleeping on us
That wanna test me
Na na not knowing that we on point
We droppin' it hot
F-a-s-h-in m-a-s-h-in l-y-r-ic-s
L-a-s-h-in u-n-m-a-s-k-in f-A-K-E K-A T-S
IN A-C T-S (so what you doin' to them?)
S-m-a-s-h-in t-h-e f-a-c t in o-n-e
S-e-c-o-n-d f-l-a t
E-N-D (wuh?) Y-O-U-R C-A-R-E-E-R
S t-e-p-p-in h-e-r-e
We wreckin' up your area, we keep it on lock
To all my niggas, yo we on point
Like my nigga Mr Buddha roll smoke-a-lot
To all them weed heads, we on point
To the gold digging niggas with
They heart on rocks
To the all the bitches, yo we on point
Ayo, people always telling that my shit's hot
Always come correct, yo we on point
For those who don't even know what I said
In the second verse I said
Droppin' hot fashion
Mashin' lyrics lashin' 'n'
Unmasking fake kats in acts smashin' the fact
In one second flat
You could end your career stepping here
Gon' let the beat ride