On da 1

Lyrics

[Intro: Big Mike] One more for the road, baby, ha ha ha Yeah, check this out We've come to the end of this muthafucka It's another chapter closed Yeah, check this out I'ma let my muthafuckin' dawg roll this one off for y'all Ay dog, check it out… [Verse 1: Big Mike] Five seconds for these niggas to get their ass in check I starts my counting then them muthafuckas starts to jet Five, four, three, and two, the one, niggas run But some don't run because they always after some But what's said is done so tell me, nigga, what the fuck you think you doin'? You thinking I'm new to this shit but it's enough of the niggas I always ruin Forever down for mine and my mind says keep I'm ready to tweak for my shit so nigga please don't sleep Because the sleep get beat just like they stole somethin' And niggas better watch their back if they persist to frontin' Fool, it ain't nothin' to break these muthafuckas off a chunk Get ready to jump 'cause every time I'm up, I'm monster dump And you leave you laid, this game is played, nigga, with no rules I thought you knew, these niggas are true to all that we do Real in every way, what else can a nigga say? This ain't a muthafuckin' game, nigga, so why play? [Chorus] On the 1, is how we drop it Here it comes, you know you can't stop it [Verse 2: Bun B] Fool, this ain't a game, ain't a joke, ain't a toy Stressin' nothin' but pistol play, come back when you're packin', boy Shit, is it on? Is they drippin'? I can't tell yet They mean muggin', but not a word they yell yet They best not point, 'cause if they do, I'm finna smoke they ass Like a joint of indo, when I lean out the window Where the fuck you been, hoe? Uh, do you know where the fuck you at? Do you know this P.A. nigga will open up your back? Bullets be stingin', I be swingin' on thangs I hang with gangstas that be hustlin'—you ain't down with all that? Beat your feet, busta—it's going on in the South Be strapped for the riot if you got the nuts to try it Outta town niggas full of trickness Steppin' up B.V. and catch a one way ticket to a click-fest With nowhere to run, no gun, they didn't understand that nigga Big Bun can Drop it on the 1 [Chorus] On the 1, is how we drop it Here it comes, you know you can't stop it [Verse 3: Tré] It's Trizzé, here to keep your shit bumpin' Nigga, drop your trunk in, pop this Gumbo Funk in Watch me keep your head boppin' 'round all night You can hit your left switch but the bass gon' knock your 'draulics to the right Tight is what I bring to your ass on wax I tax hoes and smack foes, react and attack those Who oppose me, you knows me not I hit bros like Tyson blows to the flows we got Now, who's that muthafucka that dares to mad-dog a G? You catch a hollow tip from the clip, nigga, for mad-doggin' me And any nigga think I beef, get the fuck back, straighten nappy blue Up and down, fool, no red in me nutsack Now niggas to the left is asking me to hit the switches Hoes to the right is asking to be one of my bitches What is this? Run up in like the rock gets slung I'm making 'em bring it to your world and drop that shit on the 1 [Chorus] On the 1, is how we drop it Here it comes, you know you can't stop it On the 1, is how we drop it Here it comes, you know you can't stop it