Bring It On
Tha M.O.B.B Lyrics


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DJ EscoMoe City
Super Future, fire marshall, astronaut
Gang with me, LBG

I got that thing in the car, I'm 'bouta bring it out
Fuck what you talkin' 'bout nigga, we gotta bang it out
I keep my bitch in the house, I'm 'bouta bring her out
I got whips on whips this year, I'm 'bout to bring 'em out
I'm 'bouta bring it out, I'm 'bouta bring it out
I'm 'bouta bring it out, I'm 'bouta bring it out
I put the matte on the 'Rarri, I'm 'bouta bring it out
We don't talk back to no cops, we just air you out

If you ain't spread for the gang then we puttin' you out
I got my chains inside my shirt, don't make me bring one out
I got that thing, exotic car, don't make me bring it out
I put 'em Burkins in the closet, told her bring one out, hah

Whip that soda, ice like polar
Double on motor on the motorola
Got your main thing, took her to boa
Took her to the crib, made her do yoga
I got bitches I know that you ain't even seen yet
Hopped out the 4488 you ain't see yet
These rappers gonna make me pull out my tennis chain
I'm back and forth with my hoes like a tennis game
I'm killin' niggas GYG, I put 'em in the hearse
My bitch killin' you hoes, you know she had it first
I got 'em guns I do the most, yeah I love to roast
I could've got the wraith, but it can't fit my hoes
I came up way up out the mud and turned up like a key
I hit the club and valet tell me I can keep my key
I'll shoot it out with all these niggas I don't give a fuck
I got a hundred niggas with me, I don't give a fuck

I got a thing in the car, I'm 'bouta bring it out
Fuck what you talkin' 'bout nigga, we gotta bang it out
I keep my bitch in the house, I'm 'bouta bring her out
I got whips on whips this year, I'm 'bout to bring 'em out
I'm 'bouta bang it out, I'm 'bouta bang it out
I'm 'bouta bang it out, I'm 'bouta bring it out
I put the mat on the rarri, I'm 'bouta bring it out
We don't talk back to no cops, we just air 'em out

Big face rollie, still rock
Air 15, leave a nigga hold up
Got a lotta cash, still move fast
Dope in the pot, spoon in the trash
I'm addicted to the pace, I'm a trap nigga
Why you talk behind my back, you should act nigga
Make the money come back like a lap nigga
Treat you like you did good 'cause I clap niggas
I got shooters on deck and its real fun
Put your fingers in the air, get a real gun
Heard you got a bitch nigga, get a trill one
Couple days in a month I hit a million
I done had too much to drink I done fell on her
Had a threesome with my bitch, put Chanel on her
I'm still married to the game, got my ring out, yeah
Long clip beat hit his bitch, we can bang out

I got that thing in the car, I'm 'bouta bring it out
Fuck what you talkin' 'bout nigga, we gotta bang it out
I keep my bitch in the house, I'm 'bouta bring her out
I got whips on whips this year, I'm 'bout to bring 'em out
I'm 'bouta bring it out, I'm 'bouta bring it out
I'm 'bouta bring it out, I'm 'bouta bring it out
I put the matte on the 'Rarri, I'm 'bouta bring it out
We don't talk back to no cops, we just air you out

If you ain't spraying for the gang then we puttin' you out
I got my chains inside my shirt, don't make me bring one out




I got that thing, exotic car, don't make me bring it out
I put 'em Burkins in the closet, told her bring one out, hah

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Tha M.O.B.B.'s song "Bring It On" are a classic example of the gangsta rap genre, which is characterized by its focus on gun culture, gang wars, and street life. The song reflects the harsh reality of life in the ghettos and projects, where young men grow up surrounded by violence and poverty, and struggle to survive against all the odds. The lyrics are laced with explicit references to guns, drugs, and sexual conquests, all of which are seen as symbols of power and dominance in the street culture.


In the chorus of the song, the rapper talks about "that thing in the car" which he is "bouta bring out," suggesting that he has a gun stashed in his vehicle and is preparing to use it. He also talks about "whips on whips," referring to his collection of expensive cars, which he plans to show off to his enemies. The verse talks about a range of related topics, including the rapper's disdain for the police, his love for his guns and chains, and his power over women.


Overall, the song presents a portrait of the darker side of American urban life, where violence and materialism are glorified, and gang culture is the only way to survive. The lyrics reflect the harsh realities faced by many young men growing up in these communities, and the struggle to rise above the violence and poverty that surrounds them.


Line by Line Meaning

DJ EscoMoe City
Introduction to the song


Super Future, fire marshall, astronaut
List of Future's personas


Gang with me, LBG
Addressing the gang and shouting out LBG (Freebandz' Lil Bankhead)


I got that thing in the car, I'm 'bouta bring it out
I have a weapon in my car and I'm about to use it


Fuck what you talkin' 'bout nigga, we gotta bang it out
I don't care what you're saying, we are going to fight


I keep my bitch in the house, I'm 'bouta bring her out
I have a woman with me, but she has been hidden until now


I got whips on whips this year, I'm 'bout to bring 'em out
I have a lot of cars and I'm about to show them off


I'm 'bouta bring it out, I'm 'bouta bring it out
Reiteration of the fact that he is about to reveal something


I put the matte on the 'Rarri, I'm 'bouta bring it out
He put a matte finish on his Ferrari and is about to show it off


We don't talk back to no cops, we just air you out
We don't argue with police, we will just shoot them


If you ain't spread for the gang then we puttin' you out
If you're not helping the gang, then you're out


I got my chains inside my shirt, don't make me bring one out
I'm hiding my expensive jewelry, but don't make me show it off


I got that thing, exotic car, don't make me bring it out
I have an expensive, exotic car, but don't make me show it off


I put 'em Burkins in the closet, told her bring one out, hah
He put his Birkin bags in the closet and is now asking his girlfriend to bring one out


Whip that soda, ice like polar
Mixing cocaine with baking soda to cook crack


Double on motor on the motorola
Packing two weapons, including a Motorola phone


Got your main thing, took her to boa
He has someone else's girlfriend and took her out to eat at Boa steakhouse


Took her to the crib, made her do yoga
He brought this girl back to his house and had sex with her


I got bitches I know that you ain't even seen yet
I have access to women that you haven't even met before


Hopped out the 4488 you ain't see yet
He got out of a car that you haven't seen before


These rappers gonna make me pull out my tennis chain
These rappers are upsetting him and causing him to show off his expensive tennis chain


I'm back and forth with my hoes like a tennis game
He is juggling multiple women and compares it to a tennis match


I'm killin' niggas GYG, I put 'em in the hearse
He is killing people and putting them in a hearse


My bitch killin' you hoes, you know she had it first
His girlfriend is better than yours and she got him first


I got 'em guns I do the most, yeah I love to roast
He has a lot of guns and likes to show off


I could've got the wraith, but it can't fit my hoes
He could have bought a Rolls Royce Wraith, but it wouldn't fit all of his girlfriends


I came up way up out the mud and turned up like a key
He came from nothing and worked hard to become successful


I hit the club and valet tell me I can keep my key
He's so rich that he can keep the keys to his car instead of letting the valet park it


I'll shoot it out with all these niggas I don't give a fuck
He's ready to shoot and doesn't care about the consequences


I got a hundred niggas with me, I don't give a fuck
He's with a large group of people and is not afraid of confrontation


Big face rollie, still rock
He has a big Rolex watch and he still wears it


Air 15, leave a nigga hold up
He has an AR-15 and can stop anyone in their tracks


Got a lotta cash, still move fast
He has a lot of money and still moves quickly


Dope in the pot, spoon in the trash
He is cooking drugs and disposing of the utensils


I'm addicted to the pace, I'm a trap nigga
He is addicted to the fast-paced lifestyle of drug dealing


Why you talk behind my back, you should act nigga
If you have something to say about him, say it to his face


Make the money come back like a lap nigga
He is making a lot of money and will never stop


Treat you like you did good 'cause I clap niggas
He will act like he's proud of you, but will actually shoot you


I got shooters on deck and its real fun
He has a lot of people who will shoot for him and enjoys it


Put your fingers in the air, get a real gun
He is encouraging people to get guns and use them


Heard you got a bitch nigga, get a trill one
If you have a girlfriend, make sure she is loyal and trustworthy


Couple days in a month I hit a million
He makes a million dollars in just a few days every month


I done had too much to drink I done fell on her
He drank too much and fell on top of a woman


Had a threesome with my bitch, put Chanel on her
He had a threesome with his girlfriend and another woman, and put Chanel clothing on the other woman


I'm still married to the game, got my ring out, yeah
He is still devoted to the drug game and will always be involved


Long clip beat hit his bitch, we can bang out
He has a long clip (ammunition) and can shoot his enemies, regardless of what they do




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: William Moore, Nayvadius Wilburn, Odis Flores

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@orlandobetancourt9046

Who scared??.. Me??.. Hmmmmm Naw.. You must not have heard.. "it ain't shit to get your wig split" You never seen the floor up close.. 🥊🥊

@orlandobetancourt5061

True. But I'm learning to 2 think a situation.. The Devil must not control me

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