Luyện nghe bài hát I'm On 3.0

[Intro: Trae tha
They say three times the charm, I got ya

[Verse 1: tha Truth]
Yeah, all gas, fast, livin' somethin' was speedin'
to classy, now I bless 'em like someone who sneezin'
I'm only to give 'em pressure, bitch, picture me squeezin'
Against the world like I was Pac, wasn't nobody
Nothin' deceivin', the truth, what the fuck you was needin'?
Gather this evenin' for the one, was steamin'
Vision me gleamin' from the mud, ain't no in you cleanin'
I'm motivation for the ones who was feedin'
still give 'em the same kick
Started the sideline, now I'm in game 6
Spit and make 'em it like they're stuck on the same disc
Work, I give 'em new, stretchin' the same brick
Never the same chick, yeah I'm on that same shit
Cop me a new spot, see where the plane fits
Picture me with a crown, to that where my name sits
Galaxy in the just to show 'em what fame gets

2: T.I.]
In the heart of the jungle walkin' the fire
You beat the charge if you up with an alibi
Runnin' in the city, no direction
All we is get that dough, run up the checks and
I'm self-made, made for the military
Get paid, dodge and the cemetery
You reach for the stars, take your best shot
You let them haters kill your dream, your ass be out, forreal

[Verse 3: Dave
Fill a Backwood with nicks
V6, cut the coke,
Squeeze clips if ever we that he snitched
I'm to broke niggas in the precinct
out my man was hatin' and we ain't speak since
Barney's, Nord's add up the paper we spent
Tryna get drunk, I'm tokin', I got a P
I touched a million, ain't sleep since, on

[Verse 4: Tee
Freedom got me feelin' like I up
Out of prison, I ain't think that I was up
Bunch of young niggas home, Rollies up
Run up on us, watch how quick I'll lift the up
Money got me feelin' like you can't us
Servin', out for the patrollers
We used to play the game, on your controllers
Seen niggas get killed, heart up
Picked up choppas, got to go and duck
everything up, it ain't no ho in us
Shit ain't even last, free bro and
In I'm home, that's on foe and them
Now I'm thinkin' right I see I can make it
Started, fam strugglin', I couldn't it
You got it out the mud, I got it out the
I used to payments, got the title, dare you try to take it

5: Royce da 5'9"]
OG
Never vision or livin' goal-free
Never writ it
I've out gettin' this since '03
Every little red and every dividend
Has been counted and
Been legit, and been with the code
I'm colder December in the winter cold
Look, I've been out givin' canned goods and
To the on 34th, real nigga, ugh

[Verse 6:
I could put you on like
Put you on my watch
Put you on the block, you can get off
Put you on the right lot, you can get coke
Put you on a fitted
Put you on in my
Got the stars in the ceilin', that's the
Got the top in the trunk, a don
I give it to a nigga either way 'cause I'm on, L

[Chorus: D.R.A.M., Gary Clark, Jr., & Morrison]
I'm on, I'm on
I'm on, I'm on
I'm on, I'm on
I'm on,

7: Snoop Dogg]
Wakin' up, feelin' good, rollin' through the
Do or die, day, I lead 'em in a different way
I don't no mess, get it off of my chest
be dressed to impress, no stress, fresh
Off the side, Trae called me up and said
"Unc I'ma you on the b-side"
So I through, ah, mic checked, one-two, uh
Gettin' funky, kinda smell like manure
Eight cars, eight
Return of the mack with hot eight bars
through it, dip through it
This is the that'll make you get to it
Break down, give it up, it up
Now it up, roll it up
Light it up, how you feel,
See you in high definition with a mothafuckin' Dogg

8: Fabolous]
And day I'm on
And if I wasn't, then why I say I'm on?
Get an M and get low, the Dre I'm on
Get a B in blue, the Jay I'm on
They on sidelines watchin' what I'm on
I call a audible, that's what a do
They keep askin' me, is there to do?
Well ain't water wet? Well it's more to get
To my shorty's set, and his set
This game ain't over, more quarters left
I rep my city, do it for the set
I gotta talk my shit I'm short of breath
'Cause the world is of niggas tryna off your on switch
Tryna a place that your coffin gon' fit
Me and my niggas on confidente shit
And we ain't feelin' that off and on shit, I'm on

[Verse 9: Rick
Maybach
Chasin' paper, starin' out the
Was a stunna they froze all the assets
Killers at your neck you cut a check
You talkin' the money, nigga, where it's at?
Cars for my dogs, do it for the
back here tomorrow, nigga, inshallah
Prayin' on my knees, do it for the
Do it for the team, or let it be

10: Chamillionaire]
Chamilitary
They thought I was done, but I ain't even stress it
Just at all the dough I got invested
Two years and two billion exits
And now your ain't lookin' that impressive (it ain't)
So glad we gotta chase relevance
And I would to thank the dead presidents
For not forever-ever, forever-ever
For all of that passed, I've been gettin' paid ever since
Be okay, still paid, stackin' it
We gon' stay, courtside, that's
We take the White House and get back in it
They tried to turn us in to the villains Colin Kaepernick
But it's okay, Gotham City savin'
fight back but I'ma shock 'em like Raiden
I fold, I don't quit and don't cave in
Your nightmare, Freddy Krueger, Wes Craven

[Chorus: D.R.A.M., Gary Clark, Jr., & Morrison]
I'm on, I'm on
I'm on, I'm on
I'm on, I'm on
I'm on,

[Verse 11:
And I don't he really needs any coachin'
The weather's gettin' hot, Season approachin'
Came up and sees the devotion
I put the work in, I a commotion
I'm in public, modern-day Elvis
Hoes at my shows wanted
Made it here and ain't helped us
Now I'm on a to be great
So they say, what everybody tells us

[Verse 12: P]
Raised knee-deep in the dope
If I had two guns up then they was aimed
Saturday mornin', I'm watchin' Soul
Eatin' leftover food,
Now I'm plant-based, couple juice
I'm on now, I don't care if the stamp
Trae I'm the truth like his name is
Can show you what is, I'll tell you what game is, ghost

[Chorus: D.R.A.M., Clark, Jr., & Mark Morrison]
I'm on, I'm on
I'm on, I'm on
I'm on, I'm on
I'm on, I'm on
I'm on, I'm on
I'm on, I'm on

13: E-40]
Ayy Trae, let the councilor
E-40! The best that did it and got away with it
Let the councilor
Not a septic tank, but I'm with the
On my coast, I'm the and the subject
Where I'm it's hella squeeze and heathens' guns bust
I wish that TD would come and pray for us
pimpin', they flockin', they like to steal and rob
Backdoor their loved ones, job
That's why I stay with a stapler, a tomahawk
or death situations in case I gotta pop
I made a to the lord that I'ma keep it funky
switched, never sell my soul for money
I always been for right, that's what's wrong
Now I'm on like the requested song
Since a teen, I was doin' my thing,
On the 1300 block, we had a
I had a quarter at the age of 19
In the cookin' birdies with no wings
The best come from the gravel, the slums
Empty rack with spaghetti sauce jars up crumbs
It ain't easy bein' on for 30 to see the glitter and glamour
But not the blood, sweat and
I'm an old ass youngsta, bruh, I'm a vet
Sick Wid It Records, cassettes before the internet
I made a mixtape in my life
But one day I'ma do it for my fans, the people that saved my
I'm on

[Chorus: D.R.A.M., Gary Clark, Jr., & Morrison]
I'm on, I'm on
I'm on, I'm on
I'm on, I'm on
I'm on,