1 on 1 - Blac Youngsta

What up bitch

I’m on my—I'm on my Boosie Badazz shit right now nigga

You know what I’m saying, one time to the OG, legend

(Fight)

You know, ain’t no one on one

On one on, one on one (fight)

You know, ain’t no one on one

On one on, one on one (fight)

You know we gon' jump on jump

Jump on jump (fight)

You know we gon' jump on jump

Jump on, jump on jump (fight)

You know, ain’t no one on one

On one on, one on one (fight)

You know, ain’t no one on one

On one on, one on one (fight)

You know, ain’t no one on one

On one on, one on one (fight)

You know we gon' jump on jump

Jump on, jump on jump (fight)

If my bitch take her makeup, lipstick and her wig off

We gone hit like a chainsaw, it’s a jigsaw

I got sticks, I might get you hit, if I’m pissed off

Touch my bitch, I might cut your throat and your wrists off (gang, gang)

Kumbaya, Kumbayay, I’m so gang, gang-related

And my opps know I don’t play

And the cops know, I was straight

Hey lil' bitch, you out of place

If she pull up, she gon' pay

All this drip, I’m out of space

I’m somewhere that I don’t stay

I can’t let my dawg fight you one on one (whoop that hoe)

You too big, he too small, we ain’t goin'

So we gon' jump yo ass for no reason (bitch)

Beat that bitch towards seizure

Everybody take an ass-whoopin' one day

Better be glad you breathin' (fight)

You know, ain’t no one on one

On one on, one on one (fight)

You know, ain’t no one on one

On one on, one on one (fight)

You know we gon' jump on jump

Jump on jump (fight)

You know we gon' jump on jump

Jump on, jump on jump (fight)

You know, ain’t no one on one

On one on, one on one (fight)

You know, ain’t no one on one

On one on, one on one (fight)

You know, ain’t no one on one

On one on, one on one (fight)

You know we gon' jump on jump

Jump on, jump on jump (fight)

Badass syndicated

Ask my hood, I been their favorite

4−5 have you penetrated

Pull up on you, give you demonstrations

Dump on 'em out of new Mercedes

Face shot, that’s an invitation

You invited to my smoke party

'Bout my money, boy I get impatient

If you late, that’s an increase

Half them niggas, they against me

Half them bitches wanna kiss me

If I was still on my ten speed

4−5 have you penetrated

Pull up on you, give you demonstrations

Dump on 'em out of new Mercedes

Face shot that’s an invitation

(License and registration)

Where yo I.D.

I’m on them backstreets

Come and try me

If she fine I might poke her like an I.V.

(stick it)

Looking for a killer, you can hire me (first)

Black MJ can’t dye me (degree)

Got enough money you can buy her (murder)

But you ain’t got enough money to buy me (gang-gang, gang)

You know, ain’t no one on one

On one on, one on one (fight)

You know, ain’t no one on one

On one on, one on one (fight)

You know we gon' jump on jump

Jump on jump (fight)

You know we gon' jump on jump

Jump on, jump on jump (fight)

You know, ain’t no one on one

On one on, one on one (fight)

You know, ain’t no one on one

On one on, one on one (fight)

You know, ain’t no one on one

On one on, one on one (fight)

You know we gon' jump on jump

Jump on, jump on jump (fight)