It's On, On Sight Lyrics - E-40

Screeching tires, gunshots, broken glass, sirens and screaming) 

Yeah, yeah, yeah 

They want problems 

Soon they want me waxed contracts on my ass 

It's coming from the pen they say I owe 'em cash 

Well enough to pass and they need it fast 

But what they failize (fail to realize) is I'll be quick to blast 

Die hard cold blooded killer all about my work 

Dressed up like a female in a mini-skirt 

Specialize in doin' dirt shootin' niggas in the shirt 

Put the pistol in his mouth and make it hurt, ooh 

Cutlass, guzzlin' down a 40-ounce bottle of Swiss malt liquor brewsky 

talkin' to a cutie standin'' outside the movie theater sittin' on top of the hood of my Cutlass 

Smokin' on a non-filter pink pack colored edition cigarette 

Clove found the affiliated cashes dick lickin' gainish beadie 

What the fuck? Where's the peace treaty? 

Full of my Wheaties, yes indeedy 

M-16's don't shoot no beebees 

Programmed to amputate anything that gets up in my way 

Then I put them same size left over bullets up in my AK 

I can't wait 'till we bump heads 

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It on, on sight day and night no matter what I'm dumpin' 

I'm tryin' to see you niggas 'bout somethin' 

I'm tryin' to see you niggas 'bout somethin' 

(I'm heated, them niggas cheated) 

We had a meetin', shit (sup)posed to been squashed 

We had a meetin', shit (sup)posed to been squashed 

We had a meetin', shit (sup)posed to been squashed 

Shit was (sup)posed to been squashed 

I've got a hunch 

Meet me at the Olive Garden spot lets do lunch 

Foolin' 'em tried to pass the bucket set us up for locks 

Sons of bitches must think we some chumps 

Time to break out the pipe bombs and the pumps 

Photos 

Nigga fuck stressin' pull it 

We kickin' the door with full clips 

Out of Magnums packin'' when we blast 'em we all out for the chips 

4-40 water never slip 

Saw the niggas quick and then dip 

Before we spark the pipe bombs and blow the niggas shit to side 

Raise up off they block poppin' gizzun in a big fight 

All out non stop riders until our casket drop 

We smashin'' blastin' on any while I remember my many 

Dash and blastin' double 23's, fuck the enemies 

It on, on sight day and night no matter what I'm dumpin' 

I'm tryin' to see you niggas 'bout somethin' 

I'm tryin' to see you niggas 'bout somethin' 

(I'm heated, them niggas cheated) 

We had a meetin', shit (sup)posed to been squashed 

We had a meetin', shit (sup)posed to been squashed 

We had a meetin', shit (sup)posed to been squashed 

Shit was (sup)posed to been squashed 

I've got a hunch 

Meet me at the Olive Garden spot lets do lunch 

Foolin' 'em tried to pass the bucket set us up for locks 

Sons of bitches must think we some chumps 

Time to break out the pipe bombs and the pumps 

One of my fake dudes up out HPA shot me a kite today 

He up in Pelican Bay three striker 

Through 25 to L 'cause he goin' to tell on one of his high ranked dudes in 

position who wears a diaper 

With a ? sack on the side of his waist blood splattered all on the windshield wiper 

Somebody tried to take his face caught him up in his Viper 

Loose as a goose ass out tried to down him like a sniper 

? started havin' seizures 

No feelings in his legs, arms, or his sneakers 

We stand tall like Minute Bol 

With bigger balls than Ru-Paul 

Strap with 4-4's down to execute all y'all 

Don't want to see us niggas on a mission 

150 round drum 45 slugs bitten 

No remorse hit by the hardcore fo' sho' 

Leave him stuck in his front seat 

70 rounds through his front window 

Ain't no fuckin' with G's 

Fill 'em up to they neck from they knees 

Leave 'em dyin' in the street as we escape on they goldeeze 

It on, on sight day and night no matter what I'm dumpin' 

I'm tryin' to see you niggas 'bout somethin' 

I'm tryin' to see you niggas 'bout somethin' 

(I'm heated, them niggas cheated) 

We had a meetin', shit (sup)posed to been squashed 

We had a meetin', shit (sup)posed to been squashed 

We had a meetin', shit (sup)posed to been squashed 

Shit was (sup)posed to been squashed 

I've got a hunch 

Meet me at the Olive Garden spot lets do lunch 

Foolin' 'em tried to pass the bucket set us up for locks 

Sons of bitches must think we some chumps 

Time to break out the pipe bombs and the pumps