Luyện nghe bài hát I'm On 3.0

[Intro: tha Truth]
They say times the charm, huh? I got ya

1: Trae tha Truth]
Yeah, all gas, fast, like somethin' was speedin'
Ashy to classy, now I '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', know the truth, what the you was needin'?
Gather evenin' for the one, reputation was steamin'
Vision me from the mud, ain't no point in you cleanin'
I'm motivation for the ones who nobody was
Automatic give 'em the same kick
the sideline, now I'm starrin' in game 6
Spit and make 'em replay it like they're stuck on the same
Work, I give 'em new, never stretchin' the same
Never the same chick, I'm still on that same shit
Cop me a new spot, tryna see the plane fits
Picture me with a crown, next to that where my sits
Galaxy in the just to show 'em what fame gets

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

[Verse 3: East]
Fill a Backwood three nicks
V6, cut the coke,
clips if ever we hear that he snitched
I'm allergic to broke niggas in the
Found out my man was hatin' and we ain't speak
Barney's, can't add up the paper we spent
get drunk, I'm tokin', I got a P bent
I touched a million, sleep since, on defense

[Verse 4: Tee
got me feelin' like I flown up
Out of prison, I think that I was blowin' up
Bunch of young rich niggas home, up
Run up on us, watch how quick I'll lift the up
Money got me like you can't control us
Servin', out for the patrollers
We used to play the game, on your controllers
Seen niggas get killed, heart up
up them choppas, got to go and duck
Shootin' everything up, it no ho in us
Shit ain't even last, bro and them
In I'm home, that's on foe and them
Now I'm thinkin' 'cause 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
writ it though
I've been out gettin' since '03
little red cent and every dividend
Has counted and acquired
legit, legal and been with the code
I'm colder than December in the cold
Look, I've been out givin' canned and clothes
To the on 34th, real nigga, ugh

6: Curren$y]
I could put you on socks
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 like a
Put you on in my
Got the in the ceilin', that's the Wraith
Got the top in the trunk, a don
I could give it to a either way 'cause I'm on, L

D.R.A.M., Gary 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,

[Verse 7: Snoop
Wakin' up, good, rollin' through the neighborhood
Do or die, day, I lead 'em in a different way
I don't no mess, get it off of my chest
I'ma be dressed to impress, no stress,
Off the east side, Trae 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, stars
Return of the mack these hot eight bars
Flip through it, dip it
is the shit that'll make you get to it
Break down, it up, pour it up
Now it up, roll it up
Light it up, how you feel,
See you in high with a mothafuckin' real 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 watchin' what play I'm on
I call a audible, that's a baller do
They keep me, is there more to do?
Well ain't water wet? Well it's more to get
To my set, and his shorty's set
game ain't over, it's more quarters left
I rep my city, do it for the set
I gotta talk my until I'm short of breath
'Cause the world is full of tryna off your on switch
Tryna find a place that your coffin fit
Me and my on some confidente shit
And we ain't feelin' that off and on shit, I'm on

[Verse 9: Ross]
Music
Chasin' paper, starin' out the
Was a 'til they froze all the assets
Killers at your 'til you cut a check
You talkin' 'bout the money, nigga, it's at?
for my dogs, do it for the cause
Right back tomorrow, nigga, inshallah
on my knees, do it for the keep
Do it for the team, or let it be

[Verse 10:
Chamilitary
thought I was done, but really I ain't even stress it
Just look at all the I got invested
Two years and two dollar exits
And now relevance ain't lookin' that impressive (it ain't)
So we ain't 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 stay, courtside, that's accurate
We gon' take the White House and get in it
They tried to turn us in to the villains Colin Kaepernick
But okay, Gotham City needs savin'
You'll fight but I'ma shock 'em like Raiden
I don't fold, I don't quit and cave in
Your nightmare, Freddy Krueger, Wes Craven

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

11: G-Eazy]
And I don't he really needs any coachin'
The weather's gettin' hot, Eazy approachin'
Came up and everybody sees the
I put the in, I cause a commotion
Whenever I'm in public, Elvis
at my shows wanted selfies
Made it and ain't nobody helped us
Now I'm on a to be great
So they say, that's everybody tells us

12: Styles P]
Raised knee-deep in the dope
If I had two up then they was both aimed
mornin', I'm watchin' Soul Train
Eatin' leftover food,
Now I'm plant-based, couple bars
I'm on now, I don't care if the straight
Told Trae I'm the truth his name is
Can show you pain is, I'll tell you what game is, ghost

[Chorus: D.R.A.M., Gary Clark, Jr., & Mark
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 speak
E-40! The best that ever did it and got away it
Let the speak
Not a septic tank, but I'm with the
On my coast, I'm the topic and the
Where I'm from it's hella squeeze and guns bust
I wish that TD Jakes would and pray for us
They pimpin', they flockin', they like to and rob
their loved ones, inside job
That's why I stay with a stapler, a tomahawk
Life or death situations in case I pop
I a promise to the lord that I'ma keep it funky
switched, never sell my soul for money
I always for right, maybe that's what's wrong
Now I'm on like the most requested
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 kitchin' cookin' with no wings
The best rappers from the gravel, the slums
rack with spaghetti sauce jars rockin' up crumbs
It easy bein' on for 30 years 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, sellin' cassettes the internet
I never made a mixtape in my
But one day do it for my fans, the people that saved my life
I'm on

[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,