El Raton - Fania All Stars Lyrics

I be on it all night, man I be on it
(Day day)
All day straight up pimp
If you want me you can find me in da
Aaahhh
(I'm on it)
Aaahhh
(I'm on it)
Aaahhh
(I'm on it)
Aaahhh
(I'm on it)
Aaahhh
(I'm on it)
Aaahhh
(I'm on it)
Aaahhh
(I'm on it)
Aaahhh
(I'm on it)
Time an' time again I gotta turn back round an' tell dese hoes
Dat I'm the H-N-I-C, bitch dats just the way it goes
I be on dat shit dat have you on it I don't want no mo
At dis time I'll need all my freak hoes to get down on the flo'
If you came to rep yo set break dat nigga I let 'em kno'
If it's jail I get for stompin' hatas to sleep, fuck it I go
Freak I'll be off in yo sheets straight geeked swervin' down yo street
In a stolen Bonneville wit 23's on the feet
Collection while he do brown, back in town to do re-bag
Give me face, I love the sound, slap the taste
They hit the ground, back in the A
Hooked up, clicked up wit sum people dat don't play
On dat Kryptonite stay, so high we might fly away
I be on dat Kryptonite
Straight up on dat Kryptonite
I be on dat, straight up on dat
I be on dat Kryptonite
I be on dat Kryptonite
Straight up on dat Kryptonite
I be on dat, straight up on dat
I be on dat Kryptonite
I, I, I, I, I be on it all night, man I be on it
(Day day)
All day straight up pimp
If you want me you can find me in da
Aaahhh
(I'm on it)
Aaahhh
(I'm on it)
Aaahhh
(I'm on it)
Aaahhh
(I'm on it)
Whooo
Aaahhh
(I'm on it)
Aaahhh
(I'm on it)
Aaahhh
(I'm on it)
Aaahhh
(I'm on it)
I'm on dat Kryp-to-nite
(I'm on it)
I'm on dat Kryp-to-nite
(I'm on it)
I'm on dat Kryp-to-nite
(I'm on it)
I'm on dat Kryp-to-nite
(I'm on it)
Time an' time again I gotta tell dese niggas an' dese hoes
I'm from College Park where we move dat weed an' we slag dat blow
Get dope on a daily basis, get high make dem ugly faces
Pull the dro' an' I'm on probation, my blunts I don't be lacin'
I'm on Kryptonite, come to my crib tonight
Let me beat dat puss all night
Run tell yo buddies I fucked you right
Tell 'em bout all the plaques on the wall
Tell 'em how you licked my balls
Tell 'em how Konkrete run the streets
Big Boi, he put us on
Chevy ridas, slangin' powders, Simpson Rd., Dixie Hills
Diamond pressed against dat wood, candy paint, spinnin' wheels
Grind Time rap game, remember bitches Killer Kill
Purple Ribbon rollin' o's, an' we all be on dat Kryp
I be on dat Kryptonite
Straight up on dat Kryptonite
I be on dat, straight up on dat
I be on dat Kryptonite
I be on dat Kryptonite
Straight up on dat Kryptonite
I be on dat, straight up on dat
I be on dat Kryptonite
Time an' time again I turn back round an' tell C-Bone
Grab kurl on out my book bag, I smell dro' all on you homes
Suppose the po-po get whiff of the spliff
Dat you just smoke, dem folk gon trip probably will cause canines
Move it the side of the road lets take a sniff
Shit, the only thing we ridin' dirty is GBK cd, Tackleberry
So may we be on our Mary way
Cuz you just ain't gon find no yah
Play, I got a tough team of attorneys
Make a judge lean like he sippin' syrupy
They play dur-ty, he ain't touch me
Verdict be not guilty, search me
[Unverified]
I be on dat Kryptonite
Straight up on dat Kryptonite
I be on dat, straight up on dat
I be on dat Kryptonite
I be on dat Kryptonite
Straight up on dat Kryptonite
I be on dat, straight up on dat
I be on dat Kryptonite
I be on dat Kryptonite
Straight up on dat Kryptonite
I be on dat, straight up on dat
I be on dat Kryptonite
I be on dat Kryptonite
Straight up on dat Kryptonite
I be on dat, straight up on dat
I be on dat Kryptonite
Boy stop ha ha ha ha