Come On
B-Legit feat. E-40 Lyrics
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So don't ask me
I know a gang of motherfuckers say they gone blast me
Catch me dippin to some screw
Attitude rude, drippin sweat, about to finger-fuck this tech
I leave em stretch reaching for a rifle
Got him a pump before a nigga to duck to duck
I ain't no punk nigga this be mine for cease before them chippers and
Give me some Valiums and some Robitussin and watch me do it
Dip my cancer stick into some 'balming fluid
Show your I.D then pass it right back to me cousin cause see I'm a minor
And these wet daddies got your partner sweating like drippy ass vagina
Let me up in this bitch-ass club security or me and my guys gone bum
Rush these doors make it so it won't be no more rap shows
Yeah that's what I thought
I see wall to wall hoes bitches everywhere all over the place niggas
Tippin off their green marbles just so hoes can sit on the face
( Distorted come on )
A funky lesson number one Mind ya own don't be in no mess
Number two when it's confidential hold it on your chest
Number three ( three ) don't be fuckin with me
Number four no more toe to toe the only way to let these motherfuckers
Know is to flex
Wet they ass up leave em' bleeding like a Kotex
Boy we one tight bad ass clique
Niggas in my outfit gone be rappin rollin over sticks , spillin beans
Tattle tellin
We be thievin, connivin' they way that we surviving
No this bitch that's ballin and tonight's she's callin
Wantin to know " What's up be when we gone work it up"
If we can go kick it and smoke
Get her keyed as hell and maybe hit a hotel
I'm on my cell thinkin yeah I'm cool with that
Hit the Kit-Kat and get her sprees before I get he f cheese
Pimpin is a game and I'm lovin to flirt while my fingers up her tennis
Skirt
( Distorted come on's )
Bitch I'm dedicated you know, to this mob shit
Talk back , fuck that get your jaw split
Raw spit , that's what you niggas pay me for
A Hundred Thousand fuckin off down in Vegas Hoe
And you know we the one to get the function bumpin
No shit we the clique bullshit ain't nothin
See you fuckin with some fools niggas with no rules mobbin in they old
Schools bitch
????? With the windows up man with the heat on heat on
Man we in a land tacked out funked in a hamsac smokin on ????
I say it said producing rapping hustlin that's my bread and butter
You niggas better hurry up cause there's money in this motherfucker (
Money in this moneyfucker )
Reverend is so hard to find like good boy's
Cause shit be droppin have your ass
Pissin yellow discharge taking tetracycline
The song "Come On" by B-Legit featuring E-40 is a rough and tough gangster rap that revolves around the life and struggles of gangsters. The lyrics are loaded with references to drugs and violence, and the artists continuously stress the importance of self-preservation in the face of constant danger. In the first verse, B-Legit proclaims himself as a hard-headed nigga and sends a warning to everyone not to mess with him as he knows many individuals who would quickly blast him. He further states how he is about to finger-fuck his tech, dripping sweat as he gets ready to take down anyone who tries to mess with him. The second verse goes on to narrate how the artists gain access to a club by showing their IDs and influencing the security guard. E-40 then takes the reins of the track, rapping about how he's dedicated to his mob-like lifestyle and how he won't hesitate to take down anyone who tries to snitch on him.
The lyrics of the song portray the harsh and violent lifestyle of gangsters, revealing their everyday struggles, and the need to survive no matter what it takes. The artists paint a vivid picture of the challenges that come with their lifestyle, from surviving gun wars to staying ahead of the law. The overall tone of the song is one of bravado and toughness, emphasizing the dangers and deadly competitors that exist within the gangster lifestyle.
Line by Line Meaning
Bitch I'm a hard head nigga
I am a tough individual
So don't ask me
Don't bother me with questions
I know a gang of motherfuckers say they gone blast me
Some people have threatened to shoot me
Catch me dippin to some screw
You might find me listening to screw music
Attitude rude, drippin sweat, about to finger-fuck this tech
I have a bad attitude and I am sweating due to nerves while holding my firearm
I leave em stretch reaching for a rifle
I shoot my enemies and leave them reaching for their own gun
Got him a pump before a nigga to duck to duck
I am prepared with a gun before someone can try to hide
I ain't no punk nigga this be mine for cease before them chippers and Cheese see we thievs
I am not a coward and I will hold onto my possessions even if someone attempts to steal them
Give me some Valiums and some Robitussin and watch me do it
If I take some Valiums and Robitussin I will be unstoppable
Dip my cancer stick into some 'balming fluid
I dip my cigarette into embalming fluid
Show your I.D then pass it right back to me cousin cause see I'm a minor
If someone underage gives me their ID to get into a club I'll give it right back
And these wet daddies got your partner sweating like drippy ass vagina
These attractive people at the club have your friends sweating immensely
Let me up in this bitch-ass club security or me and my guys gone bum
Let us into this terrible club or we will violently attack the security
Rush these doors make it so it won't be no more rap shows
We will break through the club's doors and shut down any future rap shows here
Yeah that's what I thought
I knew it would be like this
I see wall to wall hoes bitches everywhere all over the place niggas Tippin off their green marbles just so hoes can sit on the face
There are women all over the place and men are spending money so the women will sit on their faces
( Distorted come on )
Distorted 'come on' sound effect
A funky lesson number one Mind ya own don't be in no mess
First lesson is to mind your own business and not get involved in any drama
Number two when it's confidential hold it on your chest
If something is private, keep it to yourself
Number three ( three ) don't be fuckin with me
Third rule is to not mess with me
Number four no more toe to toe the only way to let these motherfuckers Know is to flex
Fourth rule is to not fight with people face to face, but instead use my strength and power to scare them
Wet they ass up leave em' bleeding like a Kotex
If someone messes with me, I will make them bleed like a feminine hygiene product
Boy we one tight bad ass clique
We are a close-knit group of tough guys
Niggas in my outfit gone be rappin rollin over sticks , spillin beans Tattle tellin
My crew will rap and talk about our illegal activities and snitch on each other
We be thievin, connivin' they way that we surviving
We are surviving through stealing and scheming
No this bitch that's ballin and tonight's she's callin Wantin to know What's up be when we gone work it up
A wealthy woman is interested in us and wants to know how we can work together
If we can go kick it and smoke Get her keyed as hell and maybe hit a hotel
We might hang out, smoke weed, and maybe get a hotel room together
I'm on my cell thinkin yeah I'm cool with that
I am thinking and it sounds like a good plan to me
Hit the Kit-Kat and get her sprees before I get he f cheese
I'll use my charm to get her to spend money on me before she realizes that I am not worth it
Pimpin is a game and I'm lovin to flirt while my fingers up her tennis Skirt
Being a pimp is like a fun game to me and I enjoy flirting and touching women
( Distorted come on's )
Distorted 'come on' sound effects
Bitch I'm dedicated you know, to this mob shit
I am deeply committed to my gang
Talk back , fuck that get your jaw split
If someone talks back to me, I will hit them in the jaw
Raw spit , that's what you niggas pay me for
People pay me to rap with raw and aggressive lyrics
A Hundred Thousand fuckin off down in Vegas Hoe
I have spent $100,000 gambling in Las Vegas
And you know we the one to get the function bumpin
We are the ones who get the party started
No shit we the clique bullshit ain't nothin
We are the group who gets things done, and there is no stopping us
See you fuckin with some fools niggas with no rules mobbin in they old Schools bitch
Don't mess with us because we are a group of reckless guys who don't follow any rules
????? With the windows up man with the heat on heat on Man we in a land tacked out funked in a hamsac smokin on ????
It is unclear what this line means
I say it said producing rapping hustlin that's my bread and butter You niggas better hurry up cause there's money in this motherfucker ( Money in this moneyfucker )
Producing, rapping, and hustling is how I make money, and others should hurry up to get in on the profit
Reverend is so hard to find like good boy's Cause shit be droppin have your ass Pissin yellow discharge taking tetracycline
There are only a few good people left, and the bad things happening have caused people to worry and become sick
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: BRANDT JONES, EARL T. STEVENS, SAMUEL RAMONE BOSTIC
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