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2 On
Tinashe feat. Schoolboy Q Lyrics


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Oh, we might die for this shit, nigga
Uh, might go down for this shit, nigga
Gang, gang bangin' that crip shit

Niggas said cuz in the first grade
In the shade where the cops can't see us
Eighteen, tryna dodge the cage
It was cool 'til that gang sweep
Now I'm in back of a van
And my wrists got a band
Got a number for a name
No name on the visa, no card get accepted
Now I'm forced to a man
Murder raps, where you from?
Put the nigga on his pockets
Watch the cos, they be watchin'
County news for the hustle
County spread for the muscle
Couple marks on my knuckles
Puttin' niggas on bunk status
Shoulda been with the bitch ass
Now he on a mattress that we bench press
Pc, get the fruit loops
Keep tellin' on niggas
Why I fuck with that nigga?
Nigga made bail but I'm still at rage
Should I thank god for the hell I raised?
Cause the nigga that snitch is gonna feel that grave
Like, ain't nothin' to a locc, huh?
Went missin' to his folks, I ain't in, I ain't know, huh?
They ain't show up to the court, huh?
But then charges gotta go, huh?
A young nigga back on fig
H-crown on wig
Shoe strings say where I'm from
On probation and got my gun
Other side goin' for that thumb
Motherfucker, I'm gangbanging

Nigga I'm blue'd up, blue chucks
Blue tee, nigga I keep it g
Nigga, in the streets is where I be
I'm up like breakfast while niggas sleep
Me and floyd posted on fig
Getting it in and movin' it out
Getting it in and movin' it out
I'm holdin' the heat, he's watchin' the block
I'm watchin' for cops, I'm holdin' these rocks
Fiends keep comin', this shit don't stop
When it's war time, niggas get popped
We might die for this shit off tops
My nigga gonna ride for this crip, no lie
But I ain't dead, yeah, nigga, thank god
Money got niggas lookin' at me all odd
Punk ass niggas better go get a job
Run up on me wrong, bitch, nigga get popped
I'm gon' ride for this shit, on crip
A nigga gon' die for this shit then trip
4/5th extendo, with fifty in the clip
Tf by my side, he stupid with this shit
Q in the ride grippin' on the fifth
Run up on me wrong
My nigga, my nigga, my nigga, I'm gang banging

Uh, might go down for this check, nigga
Uh, I might die for this set, nigga
I ain't trippin nigga, I ain't slippin'
Niggas lyin' sayin' I ain't crippin'
Back to back, me and tiny smack
I said back to back, straight cups of 'gnac
Niggas ask, what he signed for?
I got an eight ball, I got a rondo
I got an ak when that bitch spray
It's like pullin' strings on a lawnmower
Last time I seen jail, nigga
I was cell livin', getting mail in it
I ain't even talkin' mail, nigga
Pay-pals for the cell, nigga
Hit the streets and cause hell, huh?
School of hard knocks, fuck yale, huh?
See me and traffic like a orca nigga
And the black and whites love whale watch
Front line like mailboxes
5-12, that's the numbers on it
May first, may deuce, may twelfth, members only
.45, no numbers on it
Scratched down, I'm strapped down
Might go down for this shit
If I don't then I'm racked down
Rank up there with shaq crown
I got a benji button like brad pitt
I press that, I'm gettin' rich
I might go down for this shit

We might die for this shit nigga
Might go down for this shit nigga
Gang, gang bangin' that crip shit
We might die for this shit nigga
Might go down for this shit nigga
Gang, gang bangin' that crip shit
We might die for this shit nigga
Might go down for this shit nigga
Gang, gang bangin' that crip shit
We might die for this shit nigga

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "2 On" by Tinashe (Feat. ScHoolboy Q) focus on the lifestyle of gang members and the choices they make that could lead to their deaths or imprisonment. The song starts with Tinashe rapping about how they might die or go to jail for the gang lifestyle that they have chosen. She then goes on to describe the situation of how she got into the gang life, having been raised around it since the first grade. The lyrics continue as she recalls being swept up in a gang sweep and being put in the back of a police van with her wrists shackled.


The song delves deeper into the experiences of gang members like Tinashe, including how they are forced to use fake names, how they cannot use credit cards, and how they must deal with murder raps. The chorus repeatedly emphasizes the risks associated with gang life, with Tinashe and ScHoolboy Q chanting that they may die or go down for this "crip shit." Despite the dangers, the character in the song is determined to continue with this life, and so the song is a commentary on why people join gangs and the harsh realities they face if they do.


Line by Line Meaning

Oh, we might die for this shit, nigga
We are willing to sacrifice our lives for this lifestyle


Uh, might go down for this shit, nigga
We are prepared to face the consequences and go to jail for this lifestyle


Gang, gang bangin' that crip shit
We are actively involved in gang violence and representing the Crips


Niggas said cuz in the first grade
From a young age, we were introduced to gang affiliation


In the shade where the cops can't see us
We operate in hidden areas to avoid law enforcement


Eighteen, tryna dodge the cage
At the age of eighteen, we are trying to avoid being imprisoned


It was cool 'til that gang sweep
Our lifestyle was fine until a police operation targeted our gang


Now I'm in back of a van
I am currently being transported in a police van


And my wrists got a band
My wrists are handcuffed


Got a number for a name
In the system, I am identified by a number rather than my real name


No name on the visa, no card get accepted
My lack of official identification makes it difficult for me to access services or make transactions


Now I'm forced to a man
In this situation, I am being pushed into adulthood prematurely


Murder raps, where you from?
I am being questioned about my gang affiliation and potential involvement in violent crimes


Put the nigga on his pockets
I robbed the person and took their money


Watch the cos, they be watchin'
We need to be cautious and aware of the police who are constantly observing us


County news for the hustle
Our activities and criminal actions are being reported in the local news


County spread for the muscle
Our reputation and strength as a gang is well-known in the county


Couple marks on my knuckles
I have physical scars from engaging in fights


Puttin' niggas on bunk status
I am beating up and dominating other individuals, establishing my authority


Shoulda been with the bitch ass
The person I confronted and beat up should have aligned with me rather than opposing me


Now he on a mattress that we bench press
He is lying on a bed from being beaten up by us


Pc, get the fruit loops
We target individuals who are seen as weak or vulnerable


Keep tellin' on niggas
We gather information and snitch on other people involved in criminal activities


Why I fuck with that nigga?
I am questioning why I associate with someone who betrays our group


Nigga made bail but I'm still at rage
Despite someone getting released on bail, I am still filled with anger and resentment


Should I thank god for the hell I raised?
Should I be grateful for the chaos and havoc I have caused?


Cause the nigga that snitch is gonna feel that grave
The person who betrayed us will face severe consequences, possibly death


Like, ain't nothin' to a locc, huh?
For a gang member like me, this situation is not a big deal


Went missin' to his folks, I ain't in, I ain't know, huh?
He disappeared and his family doesn't know where he is, and I am not involved or aware either


They ain't show up to the court, huh?
His family members did not go to court to support him


But then charges gotta go, huh?
Despite his family's absence, the legal charges against him still proceed


A young nigga back on fig
A young gang member is back on the streets where Figueroa (a known gang territory) is located


H-crown on wig
Wearing a hat with a symbol of the Hoover Crips


Shoe strings say where I'm from
The way I tie my shoelaces indicates my gang affiliation


On probation and got my gun
Despite being on probation, I still possess a firearm


Other side goin' for that thumb
People from rival gangs are targeted and attacked by us


Motherfucker, I'm gangbanging
I am fully committed and involved in gang activities


Nigga I'm blue'd up, blue chucks
I am dressed in blue, representing my gang affiliation


Blue tee, nigga I keep it g
I wear a blue t-shirt to further showcase my gang affiliation


Nigga, in the streets is where I be
I spend most of my time in the streets, involved in gang activities


I'm up like breakfast while niggas sleep
I am active and busy achieving my goals while others are still asleep


Me and floyd posted on fig
Floyd (possibly another gang member) and I are stationed on Figueroa Street


Getting it in and movin' it out
Engaging in illegal activities and quickly distributing the goods


I'm holdin' the heat, he's watchin' the block
I am armed with a gun, while someone else acts as a lookout


I'm watchin' for cops, I'm holdin' these rocks
I am vigilant for law enforcement while I possess drugs


Fiends keep comin', this shit don't stop
Drug addicts continuously seek drugs, ensuring a steady demand


When it's war time, niggas get popped
During conflicts with rival gangs, people are shot and killed


We might die for this shit off tops
We are ready to sacrifice our lives in gang-related violence without hesitation


My nigga gonna ride for this crip, no lie
My fellow gang member is prepared to fight and defend the Crips without hesitation


But I ain't dead, yeah, nigga, thank god
Despite the dangers of gang life, I am still alive, expressing gratitude to a higher power


Money got niggas lookin' at me all odd
Having money from illegal activities attracts suspicion and attention from others


Punk ass niggas better go get a job
Individuals who criticize us should focus on improving their own lives and finding legal employment


Run up on me wrong, bitch, nigga get popped
If someone confronts me in a threatening manner, they will be shot


I'm gon' ride for this shit, on crip
I am willing to fight and defend the gang without hesitation, showing my loyalty


A nigga gon' die for this shit then trip
Someone will be killed in the pursuit of this lifestyle, causing chaos and confusion


4/5th extendo, with fifty in the clip
I possess a high-capacity firearm with a large magazine


Tf by my side, he stupid with this shit
I have a trusted partner who is skilled and dangerous in violent situations


Q in the ride grippin' on the fifth
ScHoolboy Q (a rapper) is in the car, holding a firearm


Run up on me wrong
If someone approaches me with ill intentions


My nigga, my nigga, my nigga, I'm gang banging
I affirm my loyalty and involvement in gang activities


Uh, might go down for this check, nigga
I am willing to face legal consequences for the money involved in illegal activities


Uh, I might die for this set, nigga
I am ready to sacrifice my life for my gang and its territory


I ain't trippin nigga, I ain't slippin'
I am confident and not worried, maintaining my focus


Niggas lyin' sayin' I ain't crippin'
Some people spread false rumors claiming I am not a true member of the Crips


Back to back, me and tiny smack
In quick succession, both I and another individual named Tiny engage in physical confrontations


I said back to back, straight cups of 'gnac
Continuously drinking cups of cognac in a row


Niggas ask, what he signed for?
People question which gang affiliation Tiny has joined


I got an eight ball, I got a rondo
I possess both cocaine (eight ball) and a firearm (rondo)


I got an ak when that bitch spray
I have an AK-47 rifle that I use when it becomes necessary to use it


It's like pullin' strings on a lawnmower
Using the firearm is as effortless as starting a lawnmower


Last time I seen jail, nigga
The most recent time I encountered jail or imprisonment, my fellow gang member


I was cell livin', getting mail in it
During my time in jail, I resided in a cell and received mail


I ain't even talkin' mail, nigga
I am not referring to receiving letters, but rather receiving money or drugs


Pay-pals for the cell, nigga
Money transfers or financial transactions are made to provide for me while I'm in jail


Hit the streets and cause hell, huh?
When I am released from jail, I continue to engage in criminal activities and create chaos


School of hard knocks, fuck yale, huh?
I have gained my education and knowledge through personal experiences, disregarding prestigious institutions like Yale University


See me and traffic like a orca nigga
I am frequently seen or involved in hectic and dangerous situations


And the black and whites love whale watch
The police are actively monitoring my movements and activities


Front line like mailboxes
I am always at the forefront of dangerous situations, similar to mailboxes at the front of houses


5-12, that's the numbers on it
A reference to a specific area code or telephone number associated with my gang


May first, may deuce, may twelfth, members only
Specific dates (May 1st, May 2nd, and May 12th) hold significance and only gang members are entitled to understand the meaning


.45, no numbers on it
My firearm is a .45 caliber pistol with no particular markings or serial numbers


Scratched down, I'm strapped down
I am prepared for any potential conflicts or confrontations


Might go down for this shit
I am willing to face the consequences and go to jail for this lifestyle


If I don't then I'm racked down
If I don't end up going to jail, I will continue facing difficult, high-pressure situations


Rank up there with shaq crown
I have attained a high level of respect and authority within my gang, comparable to Shaquille O'Neal's basketball career


I got a benji button like brad pitt
I have a button with the image of Benjamin Franklin (found on a $100 bill) similar to Brad Pitt's character in the film 'Ocean's Eleven'


I press that, I'm gettin' rich
By using or selling drugs, I generate wealth to improve my quality of life




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Quincey Hanley, Mario Loving, Nesbitt Wesonga, Mychal Hatch, Derraile Cail

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