It's On
Richie Rich feat. E‐40 Lyrics
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Huh, huh, ah
Bitch Squad, 40 Water, uh
It's hard not to wake up and choose violence
Huh, had the mask on way before the virus
It's hard not to wake up and choose violence
Huh, had the mask on way before the virus
Huh, had the mask on way before the virus
It's hard not to wake up and choose violence
Huh, had the mask on way before the virus
I don't fuck with hoe-ass niggas, I don't do it
Keep the same energy when I'm sober, on that fluid
Feel exhaust on my Cutlass, sound like a Harley muffler (vroom)
I'm thinkin' 'bout paintin' that motherfucker butter (butter)
I'm havin' that realer dope money, bitch, not no toddler (toddler)
And ain't nothin' about me sweet, I ain't no cobbler (cobbler)
They got me all the way motherfuckin' fucked up (fucked up)
If they put the gun down, I fuck 'em up (I fuck 'em up)
Can't take me nowhere, especially when I'm on that yak (yak, yak, yak)
I'll be zilled and be cuttin' up, I'll be zapped (zapped, zapped, zapped)
Some of my OGs doin' good, some of them relapsed (backslid)
Some of them act just like bitches, hop-scotch and jacks (hella wigs)
When there's game being givin', kick back and listen (okay)
I got my game from Vallejo, Richmond
My clientary just far as the eye can see (far)
Speak French to a bitch, ooh-la-la, oui-oui (that's a bar)
It's hard not to wake up and choose violence
Huh, had the mask on way before the virus
Big bank on my earrings like I'm Osiris
Tell your babe, "Bring me my FN to go hiffy"
I'm bullshit, what I'd like to be through my eyelids
Hey, dark tint on the whip, what I like to ride in
Hand me whoop in the whip, what we like to slide in
Uh, lemme holla at Doug
Uh, we gon' kill a nigga coach if they steps hard
Uh, pickin' plums, rollin' dope in my backyard
Uh, extra room in my garage, I need five cars
The driveway big as hell, full court large
Big stack of blues look like Marge
Pull up the foreign, extra smooth like El DeBarge
Spent another hundred thousand just 'cause I'm in charge
Extra bands on the way, squad here with them ARs
Say, it's hard not to wake up and choose violence
Hear a nigga, huh
Every nigga around here will make you wanna start a riot
All these bitches know it's cap right when I'm lyin'
I never feel bad when they with 'em dyin'
Bad bitch went outside, barely had a light
Ho ain't even got a man, but now she take his pipe
I'm just stuntin' like my Daddy, the dough feel nice
The song "It's On" by Richie Rich featuring E-40 is a rap song about violence and the power that comes with it, as well as the importance of staying true to oneself. The lyrics suggest that the artists are not afraid to use force and that they were already wearing masks before COVID-19. The song also discusses money, cars, and women, suggesting that the artists have a lavish lifestyle fueled by their success in the music industry.
The first set of lyrics emphasizes the choice to turn to violence, saying that it's hard not to do so in certain situations. The use of the mask as a symbol of self-protection suggests that the artists are aware of the risks of their behavior. The second set of lyrics is about the artists' attitude toward others, including not wanting to associate with "hoe-ass niggas" and staying true to oneself despite others' judgments. The reference to "toddler" suggests that the artists are more mature and experienced than some of their contemporaries.
The song's overall message seems to be about the importance of staying true to oneself, no matter the cost. The lyrics suggest that violence and wealth are both factors that can help one achieve success in certain contexts, although they also come with risks. The song's use of language emphasizes a kind of unapologetic swagger that suggests the artists are in control of their lives and their destinies.
Line by Line Meaning
Huh, uh
Ad-lib before the song begins
Huh, huh, ah
Ad-lib before the song begins
Bitch Squad, 40 Water, uh
Opening line introducing Richie Rich and E-40
It's hard not to wake up and choose violence
It's difficult to resist the urge to react violently
Huh, had the mask on way before the virus
Been prepared for any situation, protective measure
I don't fuck with hoe-ass niggas, I don't do it
I avoid spending time with people who behave poorly
Keep the same energy when I'm sober, on that fluid
I maintain the same attitude whether I'm under the influence or not
Feel exhaust on my Cutlass, sound like a Harley muffler (vroom)
Appreciating the sound of the car's engine
I'm thinkin' 'bout paintin' that motherfucker butter (butter)
Contemplating a new paint job for the car
I'm havin' that realer dope money, bitch, not no toddler (toddler)
Making legitimate money, not petty cash
And ain't nothin' about me sweet, I ain't no cobbler (cobbler)
I'm not soft or gullible
They got me all the way motherfuckin' fucked up (fucked up)
They have completely misunderstood me
If they put the gun down, I fuck 'em up (I fuck 'em up)
I will physically confront someone who threatens me
Can't take me nowhere, especially when I'm on that yak (yak, yak, yak)
I'm difficult to control, especially when under the influence
I'll be zilled and be cuttin' up, I'll be zapped (zapped, zapped, zapped)
I act out and behave erratically when intoxicated
Some of my OGs doin' good, some of them relapsed (backslid)
Some of my older acquaintances are doing well, while others have fallen back into bad habits
Some of them act just like bitches, hop-scotch and jacks (hella wigs)
Some of them behave like immature children, playing games and gossiping
When there's game being givin', kick back and listen (okay)
When someone is sharing knowledge or advice, it's important to pay attention and learn
I got my game from Vallejo, Richmond
I learned my street smarts and hustle from two California cities
My clientary just far as the eye can see (far)
I have a large client base that stretches far and wide
Speak French to a bitch, ooh-la-la, oui-oui (that's a bar)
I speak persuasively and smoothly to impress women
Big bank on my earrings like I'm Osiris
My earrings are expensive and flashy
Tell your babe, "Bring me my FN to go hiffy"
Ask your girlfriend to grab my gun quickly
I'm bullshit, what I'd like to be through my eyelids
I'm pretending and fantasizing about living my ideal life
Hey, dark tint on the whip, what I like to ride in
I prefer to drive a car with dark windows
Hand me whoop in the whip, what we like to slide in
Pass me the gun in the car, where we feel safe
Uh, lemme holla at Doug
I need to talk to someone named Doug
Uh, we gon' kill a nigga coach if they steps hard
We will retaliate if anyone threatens us
Uh, pickin' plums, rollin' dope in my backyard
Relaxing at home, smoking weed and enjoying simple things
Uh, extra room in my garage, I need five cars
I have extra space for more cars in my garage
The driveway big as hell, full court large
My driveway is large enough to play basketball
Big stack of blues look like Marge
I have a lot of money
Pull up the foreign, extra smooth like El DeBarge
Arriving in a luxury car, feeling cool and confident
Spent another hundred thousand just 'cause I'm in charge
I can afford to spend large amounts of money because of my power and status
Extra bands on the way, squad here with them ARs
More money is coming and my team is armed and prepared for anything
Say, it's hard not to wake up and choose violence
It's hard to resist the urge to react violently
Hear a nigga, huh
Adlib expressing agreement or encouragement
Every nigga around here will make you wanna start a riot
The surrounding people are violent and agitating
All these bitches know it's cap right when I'm lyin'
Women can tell when I'm exaggerating or lying
I never feel bad when they with 'em dyin'
I don't feel remorse when my enemies are killed
Bad bitch went outside, barely had a light
A beautiful woman went outside, dressed provocatively
Ho ain't even got a man, but now she take his pipe
She doesn't have a man, but she's still sexually active
I'm just stuntin' like my Daddy, the dough feel nice
I'm acting like my successful father, enjoying the money and power
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Written by: Earl Stevens, Casada Sorrell
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
kingtie2u
I slapt this all day and now y'all beefin.
EXTENDEDMAG
40 posted a pic of them together today and said the beef is squashed
kingtie2u
@EXTENDEDMAG good lookin
Natero Nitti
@EXTENDEDMAG omm