It's On Lyrics - Singles - Bio Killaz

Welcome mutha fuckaz, to Murda Fo Free, I be Saint Sinna. 

Ha-Ha-Haaaa. Tha Klepto, Bio Killaz, 2-Double-0-To Tha-3 

Ima set the record straight, I don't try and be black 

This is me mutha fucka, this is how I really act 

In fact I react with a full blown attack 

Beatin' up your dad over a cigarette pack 

A Thug in the country bitch, don't ask questions 

Spittin' all the wrong lessons in these rap sessions 

'cause yeah ima dawg, thoroughbred rot wilier 

Your woman wants to fuck me that makes her the pedophiler 

I got more gang ties than tha mutha fuckin' Godfather 

You wanna start shit bitch? Don't even bother 

Just stay home it makes it a lot more easier 

'cause my glock is my baby gurl, I love squeezin'er 

We rap for fun and we kill to get paid 

Takin' you greasy mutha fuckaz out like cascade 

Gangsta, Gangsta, Tell'em that it's on 

We da Killaz On The Run so grab a mutha fuckin gun (Repeated) 

Now I'm straight thuggin', straight mean muggin' 

You best tell ya mutha fuckin' homeboy to stop buggin' 

'cause I'll pistol whip his mutha fuckin' bitch face chin 

Stomp in his guts a little, then I do it again 

'cause fuck you, hit you wit a one two 

Ya ass is on the news 'cause tha cops dunno where I stuck you 

Nigga you done did it, who you think you kiddin? 

Don'tcha worry about ya family Saint Sinna'z babysittin' 

Honky got pissed so I took care of ya 

Prematurely bury ya, In the cemetaria 

Check tha name suckaz, Bio Killaz fo real 

We live up to tha killa part of tha mutha fuckin deal 

We not Bone Thugz, but we thugs to tha bone 

Once we start threatenin' with chrome, Nigga, It's On 

Gangsta, Gangsta, Tell'em that it's on 

We da Killaz On The Run so grab a mutha fuckin gun (Repeated) 

So we back once again, this time we makin' noise 

And It's On like a fat bitch on a ride at Cedar Point 

We mutha fuckin' niggaz known as the Bio Killaz 

(Tha what?) Killaz, Killaz, Killaz 

That's right muh fuckaz remember tha name 

'cause it's our time to gain fame in tha rap game 

Lyrics to ya brain, I'm rammin' it, and cramming it 

And slammin' it, God dammin' it 

Legally psycho for failing anger management 

That's why, before any mutha fuckaz every heard of ya 

I'll murder ya, Yeah that's right lemme repeat it, I'll murder ya 

I don't give a fuck about nuthin, tick tockin' like a bomb 

And about to blow up in your face 'cause it's on 

Saint Sinno, Saint Sizzle, Saint Sinna 

Takin' out you weak all before dinna 

I'm a digital thug, and you bitches all 8-Tracks 

I stick in ya mind like tha duck from Aflac 

A baseball bat upside ya mutha fuckin head 

You best step back before I do it again 

Mutha fuckaz spreadin' words that they know that ain't right 

I guess a night ain't a night unless it starts with a fight 

alright, that's tight, I'll fight til' dawn 

But tommorow's anotha day so best believe that It's On