JINX & LOOSE - It's Gon' Be What It's Gon' Be lyrics

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Big Loose

uh-huh

bloodline 2003

Big Jinx yeah, Big Loose uh-huh

let 'em loose

[Big Loose]

I woke up to something telling me

coulda been a melody (c'mon!)

to write verses heavily

or maybe it was heavenly (yeah!)

Y'all niggaz ain't my pedigree

Y'all niggaz on my dick so much

ya wanna get sucked from the same bitch that headed me (uh-huh)

Y'all niggaz need to let it be (let it be)

I was sellin crack way back when Rakim was still with Eric B. (way back!)

still had y'all bookbags on trying to bet at these while I was gettin straight A's

not from a page, not from a book

it was straight from being a crook

fuck the bullshit dawg what I needed I took (tell em!)

hear you weezin in the dark so I can see that you shook (I see you shook!)

so I'ma just leave it alone (uh huh!)

cuz when I squeeze ain't a nigga left breathin when I be in the zone (bop bop bop!)

so when I come thru your block you betta be in ya home (be in ya home!)

or I'ma autograph a bullet that'll be in ya dome (uh huh)

so stop the grillin and the frontin (for you)

cuz the wounds from the gun the hot blue ain't healin for nothin

Motherfucker (that's crazy!)...

[Hook: Jinx then Loose Altenating Jinx first]

Gotta make it happen, it's all on me

in the end it's gon be what its gon be

you must be blind then if you can't see

that in the end, it's gon be what it's gon be

put the streets on my back and I do it for free

and the end its gon

[Loose]

lets get the shit started

who ready for the jump off?

Y'all don't really want me to take the gun off

saftey they hate me wanna make me flip

Y'all hatin ass niggaz y'all make me sick

Y'all cats can't wear my shoes y'all too small

a minime'll still be way bigger than y'all

think you nice at this i'll check you dawg

wanna deal? somebody give him a deck of cards

I know what's hot and what ain't hot

I don't know how to talk about what I ain't got

I don't rock jewels then I snatch ya belts

cuz coke and dro is worth more than gold to the ounce

Y'all flashy cats y'all go head and get that

we in the streets if my niggaz can't flip that

I don't wanna talk where the fight at niggaz

never hold my tongue and go right at niggaz

that's what I said you can put it on me

[Hook]

-Gotta make it happen, it's all on me

-in the end it's gon be what its gon be

-you must be blind then if you can't see

-that in the end, it's gon be what it's gon be

-put the streets on my back and I do it for free

-and the end its gon be what's it's gon be

[Loose]

if it is what it is what they say its gon be (uh huh)

then fuck what they say cuz it's all on me ( yeah)

[Jinx]

I touch and I spray and I land for free (yeah)

so have a hundred shots or better when you playin with me (c'mon)

[Loose]

or when they playin with us they lay in the dust

in a way that we bust to get paid is the must

[Jinx]

the eight that I buss in god we trust (god we trust)

when you hear em' say that's them niggaz then the squad be us (thats them niggaz)

[Loose]

we're gon trash them niggaz in a garbage truck (whooo!)

they really don't want no parts of us (uh-uh)

when I hunt these niggaz I get a rush (tell em!)

I'm branging pieces to these niggaz home to the pumps

[Jinx]

and I'm home with the pump (yeah)

then I hit the streets so I can rome with the pump (yeah)

put a hole in the trunk (c'mon)

what you want, tear ya vest apart (tear ya vest apart!)

shoot ya chest out your back

so I can test out your heart (whooo!)

Muthafucker!