It's Nuttin' Lyrics - Erick Sermon

Yo, uh, Erick Sermon 

Yo, uh, huh, J 

Khari Santiago, uh, uh, uh 

Daytona, uh-uh, uh 

Uh-huh, sixteen machines 

Uh, yo yo 

Aiyyo, Mark, turn me up 

Watch DJ's in the club burn me up like 'new music' 

Same dog, Boss Hog, my style's Hazard, Duke 

The truth? I'm big enough to Skywalk with Luke 

I am revolutionary, rhyme ready 

Phase one, mic, stage, one, yo, let's go 

Jump, jump - or feel the react of this 

Pump, pump - twelve gauge'n blaze (uhh) 

Everytime I bring it hard for them niggaz 

Like new whips, out the garage for them niggaz, like 

Here's somethin for those who see past 

The new MB with the spaceship dash 

I come through in a two-thousand-fo' 

Chicks holla out, 'UH-OH!' like I'm Nelly 

Yo, I come with the real front page 

Like Dame did, homeboy in 'Backstage' 

Aiyyo, watch us do it (go 'head baby) 

Ain't nuttin to it (go 'head baby) 

You had your chance and blew it (go 'head baby) 

All my niggaz are - move it's nuttin 

Aiyyo, watch us do it (go 'head baby) 

Ain't nuttin to it (go 'head baby) 

You had your chance and blew it (go 'head baby) 

All my niggaz are - move it's nuttin 

E'rybody in the club better up them thangs 

When it's beef, best believe I up that thang 

Five seconds or less to up that chain 

When I clutch that thang and, touch yo' brain 

I'm, seventeen with twenty inches on Impala 

Retros and Naughty sweats, out to make a dollar 

Now most ya cats couldn't picture this, consecutive hit 

After hit, it's ridiculous, conspicuous 

Talk that I speak when I walk down the street 

Yeah I walk with the heat and I talk to the beat 

For the haters, that say 'Tona don't got it 

Pants stay low and the flow stay knotted 

It ain't the game, it's the players involved 

World premier motherf**ker with a bunch of co-stars 

Watch got mad colors like a bowl of Trix 

Niggaz broke they whole life but still a benefit 

Aiyyo, watch us do it (go 'head baby) 

Ain't nuttin to it (go 'head baby) 

You had your chance and blew it (go 'head baby) 

All my niggaz are - move it's nuttin 

Uh, I roll with major hitters, Dutch and Vega splitters 

I know what y'all thinkin - it's a takeover 

The unfriendly zone, young guns is older 

You'll get smashed, need Jenny Jones to makeover 

Your face, I'm high because I hate sober 

Pussy patrol pull up in the Range Rover 

And you get to know that don't want to know ya (that's right) 

I hit chickens like I had pads on my shoulders 

Slick with this, ridiculous 

Rap bidness you're soft with bitch in parenthesis 

My sentences'll make the hottest modern rappers 

Feel defenseless, jumpin over fences 

I'm accommodating all ya hatin lyricists 

Spiritual lift, kidney shift 

Ribs is cracked, lips is split, necks are slit 

I do all kinda extra shit, heck with it 

We the hecklers in the front, checkin ya texture 

Ya teflon don't protect, waist down and neck up 

I trailer park and just trash ya rap up 

Ya want some more? fuck it, wait until the next cut